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ingly lively, and his manners altoge- dress in improving acquaintance to the ther afforded a very favourable speci- promotion of their own interests, have men of the old, the gentlemanly not the best way, in the first instance, school. At an appointed hour his of introducing themselves.--A raw carriage came for him, and we parted, Scotsman contrasted with a sharp Lonperhaps never to meet again.
doner, is very inadroit and awkward, Such agreeable incidents, however, be his talents what they may; and I are not common, as the frequenters of suspect, that even the most brilliant the coffee-houses are, I think, usually of your old class-fellows have, in their taciturn characters, and averse to con- professional visits to this metropolis
, versation. I may, however, be my- had some experience of what I mean. self in fault. Our countrymen in
ANDREW PRINGLE. general, whatever may be their ads
When Mr Snodgrass paused, and was folding up the letter, Mrs Craig, bending with her hands on her knees, said, emphatically, “Noo, Sir, what think you of that?" He was not, however, quite prepared to give an answer to a question so abruptly propounded, nor indeed did he exactly understand to what particular the lady referred. “For my part,” she resumed recovering her previous posture-“For my part, it's a very caldrife way of life, to dine every day on coffee ; broth, and beef, would put mair smeddum in the men ; they're just a whin auld fogies that Mr Andrew describes, an' no wurth a single woman's pains”-" wheesht, wheesht, mistress, cried Mr Craig ; “ye mauna let your tongue rin awa with your sense in that gait.” “ It has but a light load,” said Miss Becky, whispering Isabella Todd. In this juncture, Mr Micklewham happened to come in, and Mrs Craig, on seeing him, cried out, .“ I hope Mr Micklewham ye have brought the doctor's letter-He's such a funny man ! and touches off the Londoners to the nines.”
“ He's a good man,” said Mrs Glibbans, in a tone calculated to repress the forwardness of Mrs Craig-but Miss Mally Glencairn having, in the meanwhile, taken from her pocket an epistle which she had received the preceding day from Mrs Pringle, Mr Snodgrass silenced all controversy on that score by requesting her to proceed with the reading. “ She's a clever woman, Mrs Pringle,” said Mrs Craig, who was resolved to cut a figure in the conversation in her own house-“She's a discreet woman, and may be as godly too, as some that mak mair wark about the elect.” Whether Mrs Glibbans thought this had any allusion to herself is not susceptible of legal proof, but she turned round and looked at their “ most kind hostess” with a sneer that might almost merit the appellation of a snort; Mrs Craig, however, pacified her, by proposing, that before hearing the letter they should take a dram of wine, or pree her cherry bounce-adding, our maister likes a been house, and ye a' ken that we are providing for a handling. The wine was accordingly served, and, in due time, Miss Mally Glencairn edified and instructed the party with the contents of Mrs Pringle's letter.
MRS PRINGLE TO MISS MALLY GLENCAIRN.
DEAR MISS MALLY.
religion, I do not see how they will be You will have heard, by the peppers, hampered now by the word of God. of the gret hobbleshow heer aboot the You may well wonder that I have Queen's coming over contrary to the no ritten to you about the king, and will of the nation ; and, that the King what he is like, but we have never got and Parlement are so angry with her, a sight of him at all, whilk is a gret that they are going to put her away by shame, paying so dear as we do for: 2 giving to her a bill of divorce. The king, who shurely should be a publik doctor, who has been searchin the man. But, we have seen her majesty, scriptures on the okashon, says this is who stays not far from our house heer not in their poor, although she was in Baker street, in dry lodgings, which, found guilty of the fact; but I tell I am creditably informed, she is oblihim, that as the King'and Parlement gated to pay for by the week, for noof old took upon them to change our body will trust her ; so you see what
it is, Miss Mally, to have a light cha- gauging bigger than the Irvine muckle racter.
Poor woman, they say she kirk, and a masking fat, like a barn for might have been going from door to mugnited. But all they were as* nodoor, with a staff and a meal pock, thing to a curiosity of a steem-ingine, but for ane Mr Wood, who is a baillie' that minches minch collops as natural iti of London, that has ta’en her by the as life-and stuffs the sosogees itself,
hand. She's a woman advanced in in a manner past the poor of nature to life, with a short neck, and a pentit consiv. They have, to be shure, in face; housomever, that, I suppose, London many things to help workshe canno help, being a queen, and for in our kitchen there is a smokingobligated to set the fashons to the jack to roast the meat, that gangs of court, where it is necessar to hide its oun free will--and the brisker the their faces with pent, our Andrew fire, the faster it runs; but a potatoesays, that their looks may not betray beetle is not to be had within the four them--there being no shurer thing walls of London, which is a great want than a false-hearted courtier.
in a house; Mrs Argent never hard of But what concerns me the most, in sick a thing. all this, is, that there will be no coro Me and the doctor have likewise nashon till the queen is put out of the been in the houses of parliament, and wayand nobody can take upon them the doctor since has been again to heer to say when that will be, as the law is the argolbargoling aboot the queen. so dootful and endless—which I am But, cepting the king's throne, which verra sorry for, as it was my intent to is all gold and velvet, with a croun on rite Miss Nanny Eydent a true ac the top, and stars all round, there was count of the coronashon, in case there nothing worth the looking at in them
had been any partiklars that might be baith.-Howsomever, I sat in the es servisable to her in her bisness.
king's seat, and in the preses chair of The doctor and me, by ourselves, the House of Commons, which, you since we have been settlt, go about at no, is something for me to say; and our convenience, and have seen far we have been to see the printing of mae farlies than baith Andrew and books, where the very smallest diviRachael, with all the acquaintance dual syllib is taken up by itself and they have forgathert with—but you made into words by the hand, so as to no old heeds canno be expectit on be quite confounding how it could young shouthers, and they have not ever read sense. But there is ane had the experience of the world that piece of industry, and fhroughgalaty I we have had.
should not forget, whilk is wives goThe lamps in the streets here are ing about with whirl-barrows, selling lighted with gauze, and not with horses flesh to the cats and dogs by crusies, like those that have lately weight, and the cats and dogs know been put up in your toun ; and it is them very well by their voices. In brought in pips aneath the ground, short, Miss Mally, there is nothing from the manufactors which the doc- heer that the hand is not turnt to; tor and we have been to see an awful and there is, I can see, a better order place--and they say as fey to a spark and method really among the Londonas poother, which made us glad to get ers than among our Scotch folks, nota out o't when we heard so ;-and we withstanding their advantages of edihave been to see a brew-house, where cashion, but my pepper will hold no they mak the London porter, but it is more at present, from your true friend, a sight not to be told. In it we saw
JANET PRINGLE. a barrel, whilk the doctor said was by
There was a considerable diversity of opinion among the commentators on this epistle. Mrs Craig was the first who broke silence, and displayed a great deal of erudition on the minch-collop-engine, and the potatoe-beetle; in which she
was interrupted by the indignant Mrs Glibbans, who exclaimed, “ I am surprised to hear you, Mrs Craig, speak of sick baubles, when the word of God's in danger of being controverted by an act of parliament. But, Mr Snodgrass, dinna ye think that this painting of the queen's face is a Jezebitical testification against her?” Mr Snodgrass replied, with an unwonted sobriety of inanner, and with an emphasis that showed he intended to make some impres
sion on his auditors." It is impossible to judge correctly of strangers by mea. suring them according to our own notions of propriety. It has certainly long been a practice in courts to disfigure the beauty of the human countenance a with paint; but what, in itself, may have been originally assumed for a mask or disguise, may, by usage, have grown into a very harmless custom. 1 I am not, therefore, disposed to attach any criminal importance to the circumstance of her Majesty wearing paint. Her late Majesty did so herself.” “ I do not say it was criminal,” said Mrs Glibbans, “I only meant it was sinful, and I think it is." The accent of authority in which this was said, prevented Mr Snodgrass from offering any reply—and a brief pause ensuing, Miss Mally Glencairn observed, that it was a surprising thing how the doctor and Mrs Pringle managed their matters so well. “ Aye,” said Mrs Craig, “but we a' ken what a manager the mistress is-she's the bee that mak's the hiney-she does not gang bizzing aboot, like a thriftless wasp, through her neighbours houses.” “ I tell you Betty, my dear,” cried Mr Craig, “ that you shouldna make comparisons--what's past is gane—and Mrs Glibbans and you maun now be friends." They're a' friends to me that's no faes, and am very glad to see Mrs Glibbans sociable in my house, but she need nae hae made sae light of me when she was here before”-and, in saying this, the amiable hostess burst into a loud sob of sorrow, which induced Mr Snodgrass to beg Mr Micklewham to read the doctor's letter, by which a happy stop was put to the further manifestation of the grudge which Mrs Craig harboured against Mrs Glibbans for the lecture which she had received, on what the latter called “ the incarnated effect of a more than Potipharian claught o' the godly Mr Craig."
The Rev. Dr. 2. Pringle to Mr Micklewham, Schoolmaster and Session-Clerk,
Garnock. Dear Sir
I had a great satisfac- sparks fly upwards-and desperately tion in hearing that Mr Snodgrass, wicked, like you and me, or any other in my place, prays for the Queen on poor Christian sinner; which is reathe Lord's Day, which liberty to do son enough to make us think of her in our national church is a thing to be in the remembering prayer. upholden with a fearless spirit, even Since she came over there has been with the spirit of martyrdom, that we a wonderful work doing here, and it is may not bow down in Scotland to thought that the crown will be taken the prelatic Baal of an order in Coun- off her head by a strong handling of cil, whereof the Archbishop of Can- the Parliament; and really, when I terbury, that is cousin-german to the think of the bishops sitting high in Pope of Rome, is art and part. Verily the peerage, like owls and rooks in the the sending forth of that order to the bartisans of an old tower, I have my General Assembly was treachery to fears that they can bode her no good. the solemn oath of the new King, I have seen them in the House of whereby he took the vows upon him, Lords clothed in their idolatrous robes, conform to the articles of the union, and when I looked at them so proudly to maintain the Church of Scotland placed at the right hand of the King's as by law established, so that for the throne, and on the side of the powerarchbishop of Canterbury to meddle ful, egging on, as I saw one of them therein, was a shooting out of the doing in a whisper, the Lord Liverhorns of aggressive domination. pool, before he rose to speak against
I think it is right of me to testify the Queen, the blood ran cold in thus much through you to the Ses- my veins, and I thought of their woesion, that the elders may stand on ful persecutions of our national church, their posts to bar all such breaking in and prayed inwardly that I might be of the episcopalian boar into our cor. keepit in the humility of a zealous ner of the vineyard.
presbyter, and that the corruption of Anent the Queen's case and condi- the frail human nature within me tion I say nothing; for be she guilty, might never be tempted by the pamor be she innocent, we all know that pered whoredoms of prelacy. she was born in sin and brought forth Saving the Lord Chancellor, all the in iniquity-prone to evil, as the other temporal peers were just as they
had come in from the crown of the are going for a short time to a town causeway none of them having a ju- on the sea-side, which they call dicial garment, which was a shame; Brighton. We had a notion of taking and as for the Chancellor's long robe, a trip to Paris, but that we must leave it was not so good as my own gown;
to Andrew Pringle, my son, and his ik but he is said to be a very narrow sister Rachel, if the bit lassie could
man: what he spoke, however, was get a decent gudeman, which may be no doubt sound law; yet I could ob- will cast up for her before we leave
serve he has a bad custom of taking London. Nothing, however, is setE the name of God in vain, which I tled as yet upon that head, so I can * wonder at, considering he has such a say no more at present anent the *1 kittle conscience, which, on less occa"sions, causes him often to shed tears.
Since the affair of the sermon I have Mrs Pringle and me, by ourselves, withdrawn myself from trafficking so had a fine quiet canny sight of the much as I did in the missionary and * Queen out of the window of a pastry charitable ploys that are so in vogue i baxter's shop, opposite to where her with the pious here, which will be all * Majesty stays. She seems to be a the better for my own people, as I will
plump and jocose little woman ; gleg, keep for them what I was giving to blithe, and throwgaun for her years, the unknown; and it is my design to 11 and on an easy footing with the lower write a book on alms-giving, to shew orders, coming to the window when in what manner that Christian duty they call for her, and becking to them, may be best fulfilled, which I doubt which is very civil of her, and gets not will have the effect of opening the a them to take her part against the go- eyes of many in London to the true vernment.
nature of the thing by which I was The baxter in whose shop we saw myself beguiled in this vanity fair, this, told us that her Majesty said, on like a bird ensnared by the fowler. being invited to take her dinner at an I was concerned to hear of poor Mr
inns on the road from Dover, that she Witherspoon's accident, in falling from $ would be content with a mutton-chop his horse in coming from the Dalmail
at the King's Arms in London,* which ing occasion. How thankful he must
shews that she is a lady of a very be that the Lord made his head of a hamely disposition. Mrs Pringle durability to withstand the shoek
thought her not big enough for a which might otherwise have fractured be
queen ; but we cannot expect every his skull. What you say about the one to be like that bright occidental promise of the braird gives me pleastar, Queen Elizabeth, whose effigy sure on account of the poor; but what we have seen preserved in armour in
will be done with the farmers and their the Tower of London, and in wax in high rents, if the harvest turn out so | Westminster Abbey, where they have abundant. Great reason have I to be
a living-like likeness of Lord Nelson, thankful that the legacy has put me
in the very identical regimentals that out of the reverence of my stipend ; $ he was killed in. They are both wap- for when the meal was cheap, I own
derful places, but it costs a power of to you that I felt my carnality grudge money to go through them, and all ing the horn of abundance that the the folk about them think of nothing Lord was then pouring into the lap of but money; for when I inquired, the earth. In short, Mr Micklewith a reverent spirit, seeing around wham, I doubt it is o'er true with us all,
me the tombs of great and famous that the less we are tempted, the bet| men, the mighty and wise of their ter we are; so with my
prayers day, what department it was of the that you may be delivered from all abbey-" It's the eighteen-pence de- evil, and led out of the paths of temppartment,” said an uncircumcised Phi- tation, whether it is on the high-way listine, with as little respect as if we or on the foot-paths, or beneath the had been treading the courts of the hedges, I remain, dear Sir, your friend darling Dagon. Our concerns here are now drawing
ZACHARIAH PRINGLE. to a close ; but before we return, we
* The honest Doctor's version of this bon-mot of her Majesty is not quite correct; her expression was, “ I mean to take a chop at the King's Head when I get to London."
“ The Doctor,” said Mrs Glibbans, as the schoolmaster concluded, lis there like himself--a true orthodox Christian, standing up for the word, and overflowing with charity even for the sinner. But, Mr Snodgrass, I did not keni before that the Bishops had a hand in the making of the Acts of the Parliament; I think, Mr Snodgrass, if that be the case, there should be some doubt in Scotland about obeying them. However that may be, sure am I that the Queen, though she was a perfect Deliah, she has nothing to fear from them; for have we not read in the Book Martyrs, and other church histories, of their concubines and indulgences, in the papist times, to all manner of carnal iniquity. But if she be that noghty woman that they say”safe’s,” cried Mrs Craig, “ if she be a noghty woman, awa’ wi' her, awa' wi’ her-wha kens the cantrips she may play us!" Here Miss Mally Glencairn interposed, and informed Mrs Craig, that a noghty woman was not, as she seemed to think, a witch wife. “I am sure,” said Miss Becky Glibbans, “ that Mrs Craig might have known that” -“ Oye're a spiteful deevil,” whispered Miss Mally, with a smile to her; and turning in the same moment to Miss Isabella Todd, begged her to read Miss Pringle's letter-a motion which Mr Snodgrass seconded chiefly to abridge the conversation, during which, though he wore a serene countenance, Mr M'Gruel informs us he often suffered much. Indeed, says our worthy Kilwinning correspondent, when I saw him after that meeting, he said very earnestly, that he hoped he had committed no sin so bad as to require such an expiation, as to dree penance as the pastor for life of the parish of Garnock. And in this an early observation of Mrs Glibbans received some confirmation ; for when she saw him first in the pulpit, she said to Miss Mally Glencairn, who was sitting beside her in the minister's pew, that she thought him overly genteel for a gospel-preacher. However, she was convinced to the contrary when she had heard him, and confessed “ that a clergy might maintain the word of truth, though he preached with a fine style of language."
Miss Rachel Pringle to Miss Isabella Todd. MY DEAR BELL,
circumstances in which he finds his I Am much obliged by your kind ex- parishioners. This is all the domestic pressions for my little present. I hope intelligence that I have got to give, soon to send you something better, and but its importance will make up for gloves at the same time; for Sabre has other deficiencies. been brought to the point by an alarm As to the continuance of our disfor the Yorkshire Baronet that I mene coveries in London, I know not well tioned as shewing symptoms of the what to say. Every day brings sometender passion for my fortune. The thing new, but we lose the sense of friends on both sides being satisfied novelty: were a fire in the same street with the match, it will take place as where we live, it would no longer alarm
some preliminary arrange A few nights ago, as we were ments are made. When we are set sitting in the parlour after supper, the tled, I hope your mother will allow noise of an engine passing startled us you to come and spend some time with all; we ran to the windows—there
our country seat in Berkshire ; was haste and torches, and the sound and I shall be happy to repay all the of other engines, and all the horrors expenses of your journey, as a jaunt to of a conflagration, reddening the skies. England is what your mother would, My father sent out the footboy to inI know, never consent to pay for. quire where it was ; and when the
It is proposed that, immediately af- boy came back, he made us laugh, by ter the ceremony, we shall set out for snapping his fingers, and saying the France, accompanied by my brother, fire was not worth so much-although, where we are to be soon after joined at upon farther inquiry, we learnt that Paris by some of the Argents, who the house in which it originated was I can see think Andrew worth the burnt to the ground. You see, therecatching for Miss. My father and fore, how the bustle of this great world mother will then return to Scotland; hardens the sensibilities, but I trust but whether the Doctor will continue its influence will never extend to my to keep his parish, or give it up to Mr heart. Snodgrass, will depend greatly on the The principal topic of conversation