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Britifli
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G r e n a d i e
O L A S G O W,
Printed By J. & M. Eobertfbn, Salrniatket, rScz
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The BRITISH GRENADIERS.
Q Q ME talk of Alexander*
^ an&fome .of Hercules*. •
Of Hector aud Lyfatider^
and foch great mtn as thde
Bat all tie world acknowledges*
trie valour keft appears,
With a tow, row, row, row* rows row, 1
brave Brhifjh Grenadiers-.
Thefe ancients of &tuiquuy,
ue'erfewa eanfton ball;
Bfor knew the force of powder,
to flay their foes with all ;
But braver beys have known ir,
snd baniiVd all their fears,
•"With a toW> row, raw, row, row* row/
/brave Otitiftt Greoadcersi
When recekf fke orders/ •
tdftormtheir paliTadoes ;
^Jur leaders match wirh fuzees,
:
and we with hand gracado^, We toils them from the glacis,
araongft our enemies cars,.
'With a tow, row, row5 row, row, rotf ,
brave Bririlh Grenadiers.
Then Jove the God of thunder,
and Mars die God ctf war 5
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Rough Neptune ^ t h
Tridsnt*
Apollo in his Car ?
And all the GtfAs ceieftiaU
defceociiog from their fpheres*
Do behold with admiration
brave BritiJh Grenadiers*:
But be you Whig or Tory,
or any other thing,
I'd have yon dill remember,
fobey Great George our King,
For if yoa prove rebellious,
we'll thunder in your ears,
With a tow, row row, row, row, row
biave J3rl£I{h Grenadiers.
And when the liege js o?er,
we to ^he town repairs,
The Citizens cry, huzza, boys,
here come the Grenadiers :
Here come the Grenadiers boys
without e'er dread or fe&r,
With a tows row, rc^w, row, row, row
brave Britilh Grenadiers.
t~?ome fill us up a bumper,
and let us drink to thofe,
Who carry Caps and Pouches,
and weae the lajced clothes, ,
May they and their commanders,
live happy maay years,
With a tow, row, row, row, row, :rm
brave Brinih Grenadiers.
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O the D AYS when I was f O U N G / \
Thc day? \fhzn I was young!
when I fough'd -d Fortune's fpight,
TaikM of love tht whole day long,
and wiili Nkchr crown'd the nighty
Then, it was Did Father Care,
little ccckM I of thy (coxvn,
Hall ilit ninlice youth coirM hear,
and nt night s bumper drown,;
Chpr* O the days when 1 \rv> young I
f" /
wheo I iaoghM at Fortune's fpightj
l>!k'd of love the whole day loqgf
ar.d \vkh Utlbir crpwifd die night*.
Truth they fay lies in u well'; :
u*hy ? \ vow 1 ne'er cou'd fee j "
•Let the water-drmkers tell, ' ' ,
there It always hy'for me.j
For when fparkiiug wine went rotrad,
never faw i faJfc hood's mafic;
Bdt ftili hooelt troth f fbund
- In the bottom of the Balk. O the day3> &c*
True, at length my vigour's fldWQf
. f have years to bring decays
* ••
Few the locks that now f owa 5 «
• and the few i have, are greys
Yet bl-.hJerome'ihfcm- pT*y*(i boafti
while chy fpiriis do not tire,
Still htneata'thy age's; £ro:L
' x glows a fpuri ofjputhfu! fire. O'the. Sec,
O
�I N V A S I O N T H R U A T E N ED.
" O Oufeop Briton's! raufe ! here's danger jf
Frenchmen'dare iuvacje our toafh y
To fight and conquer—you're no ftraogers,
- fooa we'll tame their haughty boafts.
Awak^i, Britoas ! Frenchmen threaten,
to fuhdue oar peaceful file :
T o arms'! to arms ! let them be beatea-,
in front, in rear, each raok aad-file.
Roafe up, Britons I roulc! here's, &'c.
f
..
Our King h wi% aod w^ji fapporredf
\ has men and money in his haud j
R k Oeaerals are'well efcorted,—— '
* \his fleets at fea bear fole commaaJ. &c.
Oi^ Cavalry are (tour and healthy,
our Regulars, there's none Co brare \
Our Feocibles are young void wealthy,
and like the Train, none cm behave. &c«
Field Marflial York* Great BHtaia's glory,
where'* the mm will fit his call ?
Fm fare hcJ$ neither Whig oar Tory,
tq's country bt's bat a ilafcal. Ho^fe, &c.
4. wake, millions! Tork will lead you,
fhoiiW Freachmen dare to oofs the main;
And Britoii*s Daughters they will feed-you,
**uli Frenchman be by Britons ilain.
'
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Lords & Lairds arc on tiptoe ftanding,
ready to rcpe! the foe;
And Volunteers, with thofe commanding, •
\ to deal to Freathmea mighty wee i ,&c.
Farmers and Peafaots—alFare willing^
to fuppon both King & Country's caufe ; ;
He's nothing but a cowardly Villain.'
thai will not defend brave Britain's laws*
Roufe up Britons! roufe! berets dangers^
• Frenchmen' dire invade our'coafU : '
To tight and conquer—you're no it/angers,
foon well tame thefe haughty fc.>a(lv
A NEW
SEA.
SONG.
l y r £ hearts of oak, who; with to try
fj[- johf fbrtoces on the fta,
And Briton's enemies defy,
come enter- here with one:
Here/s fifty pounds bounty, two momhVpay,
and leave to go on there!
With pretty girls to kifs and play,
cah British l ars zlk mt>re ? ;
Our (hip is fkmt and fails Mice wind, .
to chafe a hbflile foe9
To fight like Britons we're inclined,
we'll let the Monfieuxs knojg;
Que Captain's gen'rousj brave, and good,
of grdg we'll have great ft ore,
�• ( 7 )
Or prizes rich we'll fweep the flood,
can Britifli Tars wifo more ?
And when from driving Bourbon*s fieqj,
vi&orious we arrive; .
With nlufic, dance. and -jovial treaty
to pitfcfe our gid,~. we'll Thrive ;
Both Spanifh filver and French gold,
well count m plenty e'er,
Which we have won, my ihipmate^ bold,
can Britiih Tars wifti more ?
The KTND are YOU f t G and FAlfU
T
O
beauty born a willing Have,
a merry happf man,
i flight the cymph (cannot have,
and doat on thofe',1 can*
Chofr this conftant m^xiarfulllhok!,
to baffle ali defpair,
The Iroward, ugly are and old,
the kind are young and .fair.
The-women would no more perplcs,' ,
were men refohrd and free/
Soft finiies become the charmingTex,
' m pouting Mjfs for me.
In wedicck's bands if e'er I join,
good humour be my guide,
Let dimpled foaiies and lore be feme,
i l l laugh at female pride.
�QJJ E EN M 4 R Y>3' Lamentation*
I
S I G H and lament me In vain,
thefe
can but echo my moan,
Alas.! it increafes ray pain,
when I think otf the days that are gone.
Thrctighv the grate of my prifon I fee
the birds as they wanton in air
My heart how it pants to be free,
my looks they are wild with dtfpair.
.Above, though oppreft by my fate,
I burn with contempt f o r m ? foes* 1
1 hough fortune has aherM tey flare,,
ihe ne'er can inbchie nie to thofe®
Falfe woman, in ag<rs to came,
•• *
thy -malice ditched {kill be.
And when we are'cold in the' tomb* •
fame heart will Itiil forrow for me.
• Ye roofs where cold damps and clifinaj.
s
with filence and formude ewi*1i,
How.comfortable pjfTes the day
. Ii/W fadly tollsnhe evening bell"?
T h e owls from the battle :uen? "cry, . hollow wit:ds k?m t o murmur around,
O M A R T ! prepaie thee to die,
my biood it rmrs cold at the found.
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The British Grenadiers. To which are added, O the Days when I was young. Invasion Threatened. A New Sea Song. The Kind are Young and Fair. Queen Mary's Lamentation.
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1802
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O the Days when I was young.
Invasion Threatened.
A New Sea Song.
The Kind are Young and Fair.
Queen Mary's Lamentation.
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8 pages
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<a title="University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks" href="http://special.lib.gla.ac.uk/chapbooks/search/">University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks </a>
<a title="National Library of Scotland" href="http://www.nls.uk/">National Library of Scotland </a>
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Glasgow: J. & M. Robertson
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ballads & songs
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Chapbooks - Scotland - Glasgow
War
Mary, Queen of Scots, 1542-1587
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Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario
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Woodcut #09: Illustration on title-page of a group of 3 soldiers wearing feathered caps and kilts (1 playing bagpipes, 1 playing drums, 1 holding a sword) standing next to a gentleman wearing a hat and holding a walking stick.
Bib Context: title-page
Chapbook Date: 1801-1810
Chapbook Genre: ballads & songs
Chapbook Publisher - Glasgow: J. & M. Robertson
Fashion (Clothing): bonnet (military)
Fashion (Clothing): coat
Fashion (Clothing): feather bonnet
Fashion (Clothing): Highland attire
Fashion (Clothing): jacket
Fashion (Clothing): kilt
Fashion (Clothing): knee breeches
Fashion (Clothing): military
Fashion (Clothing): sporran
Fashion (Clothing): upper class
Gender: man/men
Musical Instruments: bagpipe(s)
Musical Instruments: drum(s)
Occupation: soldier
Outdoor Scene
Weapons: sword(s)
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�GILL MORICE.
G I L L MORICE w a s an E a r l ' s son,
His name it waxed wide;
It was nae for his great riches,
Nor yet his meikie pride.
His face was fair, lang was his hair,
In the wild woods he staid,
But his fame was by a fair lady.
That liv'd on Carron side.—Where will I get a bonny boy,
That will win hose and shoon,
That will gae to Lord Barnard's
And bid his lady come!
Ye maun rin this errand, VViIIie>
And maun rin wi' pride,
When other boys gae on their
On horseback ye shall ride."
" O no ! O no I my master dear \
I dare not for my life,
I'll no gae to the bauld Baron's
For to tryst forth his wife."
" My bird Willie, my boy Willie,
My dear Willie/' he said,
" How can you strive against the stream,
For I shall be obey'd."
" But, oh, my master d e a r ! " he cried,
" In green wood yeVe your lane ;
Gi'e o'er sic thoughts, I would ye red,
For fear y e sbouM be ta'en."
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" Haste, haste, I say, gae to die
A nd bid her come here Hvf speed;
If ye refuse my high command
I'll gar thy body bleed.
Gae, bid her take this gay mantle,
T i s sl gowd but the hern;
Bid her come to the' gGod'green wood,
And bring nane but her lane?
And there it is, a silken sark,
Her ain hand sew'd the sleeve,
And bid her come to Gill Morice,
Speir nae bauld Baron's leave."
" Yes, I will gae your black errand,
Though it be to my cost;
Sin ye by me wiM nae be warnd,
In it ye shall find frost.
The Baron he's a man of might,
He ne'er could bide a taunt,
As ye shall see before it's night,
How sma' ye ha'e to vaunt*
Now, sin I maun your errand rib,
Sair, sair against my wilt*
I*se make a vow, and keep-k true,
It shall be done for ill *
And when he came to broken brig,
He bent his bow and swam ;
And when he came m grasa growing,
Set down his feet andr#n i
And when he came to B^rtitff'cPs: ha',
Wou'd neither chap nor dtf'i
® u t sethis bent boW to his btfeafefc, o.t s'
And lightly lap the wa\
.^JO ;
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H e would tell nae man bis errant!/
<BH "
Though twa stood at the gate,
; bid ha h
But straight into the ha* he came,
; of 97 \i
Whar grit felks fat at tneat;> vfxxl U i m H i
" Hail ! hail! my gentle sire and dame, !;k!
My message winna wait;
Dame, ye maun^o ttegi?ee*i wood gang
3d Lilt
Before that it be Jate 9 , i jud cnm-imhd ha A
Ye're bidden take thi^gay mMtle.,
} -mh ho A
It's a' goud but the hem ;
. f
• *!
Ye maun go to thej gof>4 grfejen wood^ ; 1 bid bo A
E'en by your
> bfrmd e m ibqB
There it is, a silken sark> : •
In•;.* 1
Your ain hand sew'd- the sleeve;
;
Ye maun come speak to Gill Morfce?
lvc
Speir nae bauld Baron's; leave,"; ! Ifon* > / it ?•!
The lady stamped wi' her foot,
;u
And winked wi' her eye ; 1 ; '
- i ->i 3
But a that she could or say do,
; (b
aA
Forbidden he wadm be.
? f r v/oH h
u
It's surely to my bow r woman,
.
It ne'er cou'd be to me."
" I brought to Lord-Barnard's lady,
1
I trow that ye be she."
Then up and spake ithe wylie nurse?
(The bairn upon her knee,) ,
i n
|
4
If it be come from Gill Morice,
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T i s dear welcome tp me,"
" Ye lied, ye lied, ye filthy nurse,
IA
Sae loud's I hear yQu lie;
I brought it to Lord Barnard's Lady,
J;JH
I trow ye be not she."
�5
Then up and spoke the baiild BaronV eUi>l
';
An angry man was lie,
r £ no
*'
r
He's ta'en the table wr life foot, , ?
In flinders gart a'flee/
" Gae bring a robe of yon Cleidihg',
That hangs upon the pin,
"
And I'll gaet^the^^oid^grejBnHvdcid^''
And speak with ycTur iSrW&rti'*
I hisi bah
" 0 bide at hame, now Lord Barnard,
?
I warn ye bide at
foanie/
>
r ^
Ne'er wyte a man for violence,
- ::><)<U
That ne'er wyte ye 'wi' nane.'^
-•
Gill Morice sits in good green wood,
He whistled and h e - j j s r f a h> > •!
;
" 0 what mean ?aVtli<:*se Folk^fcfoiflgPMy mother tarries lang."
And when he came to gWd green wood,
•
Wi' meikle dull and carkj ^ dmul h ^bl ' h
It's there he saw brave Gill Morke,
Kaming his yellow hair.
"
wonder, nae winder Gill Morice,
My lady lo'ed you weelj'
• ' 0f
A he fairest part ^f my body
hl-uoy
Is blacker than thy h e e l ; :
Yet ne'ertheless, now, Gill Morice,
For a' thy great beauty,
Ye
s rue the day that ye was bofn,
That head shall gae with me."
1
he has drawn bis trusty brand,
And slait it on the straw,
^ m\
W.
„ through Gill MorieeV fair body,
> ; i
" e s gard cauld iron gae.
diLi
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And he has ta'en Gill Morice s head
And set it on a spear;
The meanest man in a* life traio^
Has got the head to bear.
Add he has ta'en Gill Moriee up,
Laid him across his steed,
And brought him to his painted bower,
And laid him on a bed.
The lady sat on castle wa',
Beheld baith dale and dowh,
And there she saw Gill Moriee's head
Ccme trailing to the town.
" Far mair I lo e that bloody head,
Bur, and that bloody hair,
Than Lord Barnard and a' his; lands*
As they lie here and there."
And she has ta'en Gill Moriee?
And kiss'd baith mouth and chin;
" I once was as fa* of Gill Morice,
As hip is o' the stane.
I got thee in my father's house,
Wi' muckle grief and shame.
And brought thee up in grefea wood,
Under the heavy rain,
Oft have I by thy cradle sat,
And soundly seen thee sleep,
But now I'll go about thy grave.
The sa't tears for to weep."
And first she kiss?d his bloody cheek,
And syne his bloody chin ;
" Better I lo'e my Gill Moriee*
Than a' my kith and kfe I
�7
" Away, away, ye ill woman !
An ill death may you die,
Gin I had kenn'd he'd been your son,
He'd ne'er been slain by me."
" Upbraid me not, Lord Barnard,
Upbraid me not for shame !
Wi' that same spear, oh pierce my heart!
And put me out of pain ;
Since naething but Gill Morice's head
Thy jealous rage could quell,
Let that same hand now take her life,
That ne'er to thee did ill.
To me nae after days nor nights,
Will e'er be saft or kind;
I'll fill the air with heavy sighs,
And greet till I am blind."
" Enough of blood by me's been spilt,
Seek not your death from m e ;
I rather it had been my sell,
Than either him or thee.
With wae so wae I hear your 'plaint,
Sair, sair I rue the deed,
That e'er this cursed hand cif mine
Did gar his body bleed.
Dry up y 0 U r tears, my winsome dame,
r Ye ne'er can heal the wound
You see this head upon my spear,
His heart's blood on the ground.
J curse the hand that did the deed,
The heart that thought the ill,
The feet that bore me wi' sick speed,
The comely youth to kill:
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Til aye lament for Gill Morice,
As gin he were my ain ;
I'll ne'er forget .the dreary day
On which the youth was slain !" i s
Highland
Mary.
I hn I
Bfi 6:
YE banis and braes, and streams around
The Castle o'Montgomery,
Green be your woods, and fair your flowYs;
Your waters never drumlie.
:r* ;
There simmer first unfaulds her robes,
\l: •
Aud there they langest- tarry :
:it HB
For there I took my last fareweel
Of my dear Highland Mary.
imri\ niV/jb <u><y; ; ;
O pale, pale now, those rosy lips,
I aft ha'e kiss'd sae fondly !
' >
' And clos'd for aye the sparkling glance
That dwelt on me sae kindly!
And mouldring now in silent dust,
The heart that lo'ed iue dearly !
But stili within my bosom's core
Shall live my Highland Mary.
FINIS.
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The Tragical History of Gill Morice, an Ancient Ballad. To which is added, Highland Mary.
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Highland Mary
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1840-1850 per University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks
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8 pages
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Chapbook #17 in a bound collection of 77 chapbooks
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Montgomery, Wales
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Chapbooks - Scotland - Falkirk
Highlands
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University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks <a title="University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks" href="http://special.lib.gla.ac.uk/chapbooks/search/" target="_blank" rel="noopener">http://special.lib.gla.ac.uk/chapbooks/search/</a>
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In the public domain; For higher quality reproductions, contact Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph. libaspc@uoguelph.ca 519-824-4120, Ext. 53413
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Falkirk: Printed for the Booksellers
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Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario
Type
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ballads & songs
# of Woodcuts: 1
Architecture: house
Bib Context: title-page
Chapbook Date: 1841-1850
Chapbook Genre: ballads & songs
Chapbook Publisher - Falkirk: Printed for the Booksellers
Fashion (Clothing): belted plaid
Fashion (Clothing): bonnet (military)
Fashion (Clothing): Highland attire
Fashion (Clothing): kilt
Fashion (Clothing): military
Gender: man/men
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THE
Duke of Gordon's
Three Daughters,
To WHICH ARE ADDED,
Mary I believ'd thee
true,
AND
Prince Charlie.
FALKIRK:
PRINTED FOR THE BOOKSELLERS.
�The Duke of Gordon's Daughters.
The Duke of Gordon had three daughters,
Elizabeth, Margaret and Jean :
T h e y would not stay in bonny Castle Gordon,
But they went away to bonny Aberdeen.
They had not been in bonny Aberdeen
A twelvemonth and a day,
Till Jean fell in love with Captain Ogilvie,
And away with him went she.
Word came to the Duke of Gordon,
In the chamber where he lay,
How lady Jean fell in love with a captain,
And from him she would not stay,
G o saddle me the black horse, he cry'd,
M y servant shall ride on the grey,
And I will g o to bonny Aberdeen
Forwith to bring her away.
They were not a mile from Aberdeen,
A mile but only one,
Till he met with his two daughters,
But away was lady Jean.
O where is your sister maidens ?
Where is your sister now :
O where is your sister, maidens,
That she's not walking with you ;
O pardon us honoured father !
O pardon us they did say :
Lady Jean is with Captain Ogilvie,
And from him she will not stay.
�When he came to bonny Aberdeen,
And down upon the green,
There he did see Captain Ogilvie,
A training o f his men.
O
woe be to the Captain Ogilvie !
And an ill death thou shalt die.
For taking to thee my daughter,
High hanged shalt thou be.
The D u k e o f Gordon wrote a broad letter,
And sent it to the king,
T o cause him hang brave Captain Ogilvie,
I f e'er he caused hang any man.
No I will not hang Captain Ogilvie,
For any offence that I see.
But I'll cause him to put off the scarlet,
And put on the single livery.
Now word came to Captain Ogilvie,
In the chamber where he lay,
T o strip off the gold and scarlet,
And put on the single livery.
If this be for bonny Jeannie Gordon,
This penance I'll tak wi',
If this be for bonny Jeannie Gordon,
All this and more I'll dree.
Lady Jean had not been married
A year but only three,
Till she had a babe in every arm,
And another on her knee.
O
but I'm weary weary wandering !
�O but my fortune, is bad,
It sets not the Duke of Gordon's daughter
T o follow a soldier lad.
O hold your tongue, bonny Jean Gordon,
O hold thy tongue my lamb,
For once I was a noble captain,
N o w for thy sake a single man.
O high was the hills and the mountains,
Cold was the frost and the snow ;
Lady Jean's shoes were all torn,
N o farther could she go.
O
if I were in
glens of Foudlen,
Where hunting I have been,
I
could go to bonny castle Gordon,
Without either stockings or sheen.
O hold your tongue bonny Jeanie Gordon,
O hold your tongue my dew;
I've but one half-crown in the world,
I'll buy hose and shoon to you.
When she came to bonny Castle Gordon,
And coming over the green,
The Porter cried out, with a loud voice,
Yonder comes our lady Jean.
You are welcome bonnyJeanieGordon,
You are dearly welcome to me,
You are welcome, dearJeanieGordon,
But awaywithyourOgilvie.
Now over the seas went the Captain,
As a soldier under c o m m a n d ;
�5
But a messenger soon followed after,
Which caused a countermand.
Come home now, pretty Captain Ogilvie,
To enjoy your brother's land ;
Come home now, pretty Captain Ogilvie,
You're the heir of Northumberland.
O what does this mean ? says the Captain,
Where's my brother's land ;
Come home now, pretty Captain Ogilvie,
Your the heir of Northumberland.
O what does this mean ? says the Captain,
Where's my brother's children three ?
O
they are all dead and buried,
The lands are all ready for thee.
Then hoist up your sails, brave Captain,
And let's be jovial and free;
I'll go home and have my estate,
And then my dear Jeanie I'll see.
He soon came tobonnyCastleGordon,
And then at the gate stood h e ;
The Porter cry'd out with a loud shout,
Here comes Captain Ogilvie !
You're welcome pretty Captain Ogilvie,
Your fortune's advanced I hear,
No stranger can come to my gates,
That I do love so dear.
Sir the last time I was at your gate
You wouldnotletmein;
I am come for my wife and children,
�6
No friendship else I claim.
Then she came tripping down the stair,
With the tear into her ee,
One babe she had at every foot,
Another upon her knee.
You're welcome, bonny Jean Gordon,
You're dearly welcome to me,
You're welcome bonny Jean Gordon,
Countess of Northumberland to be.
Now the Captain came off with his lady,
And his sweet babies three,
Saying, I'm as good blood by descent,
Tho' the great Duke o f Gordon you be.
Prince Charlie.
When Charlie first came to the North,
With the manly looks of a Highland laddie,
Moved every true Scottish heart to warm,
To guard the lad wi' the tartan plaidie.
Love, farewell,—friends, farewell,
T o guard my king, I'll bid all farewell.
When king Geordy heard o f this,
That he'd gane North to heir his dadie,
He sent Sir John Cope to the North,
For to catch him in his tartan plaidie.
But when Cope come to Inverness,
They told him he was south already :
�7
I must like a lion conquer all,
By virtue of the tartan plaidie.
When they came to Aberdeen,
The English fleet was lying ready
To carry them over to Edinburgh town,
If they'd catch the lad wi' the tartan plaidie.
On Prestonpans he formed his clans,
Where many a baby lost its dadie,
Our noble Prince stood on the front,
And wasna ashamed to shew the plaidie.
Sir John Cope address'd his men,
Saying, if you'll be both stern and steady,
Thirty thousand pounds you'll have
To catch the lad wi' the tartan plaidie.
Then our noble Prince address'd his men,
Saying, if you'll both stern and steady,
I'll set you down in this kingdom free,
If you fight with me for to keep the plaidie.
The Duke of Perth was on his right,
The bold Monro and the brave Glengary
From the Isle o f Sky the brave Lochiel,
Maclarens bold and brave Macredy.
On Prestonpans he formed his clans,
Regarding neither son nor dadie;
Like the wind of the sky they made them fly,
With every shake of the tartan plaidie.
A painted room and a silken bed,
Will hardly please a German lairdie,
But a far better prince than ere he was
Lay amang the heather in his tartan plaidie.
�8
Mary, I Believed thee True.
MARY I
And I
But now
A girl
believ'd thee true.
was blest in thus believing,
I mourn that e'er I know,
so fair and so deceiving,
Few have ever lov'd like me
Oh ! I have lov'd thee too sincerely;
And few have e'er deceiv'd like thee,
Alas ! deceived me too severely ;
Fare thee w e l l ! — y e t think a while.
On one, whose bosom bleeds to doubt thee—
W h o now would rather trust than smile,
And die with thee than live without thee.
Fare thee w e l l ! — I'll think on thee!
Thou leav'st me many a bitter token,
For see, distracting woman ! see.
M y peace is gone, my heart is broken.
FINIS.
�
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The Duke of Gordon's Three Daughters, To which are added, Mary I believ'd thee true, and Prince Charlie.
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Chapbook #18 in a bound collection of 77 chapbooks
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Mary I believ'd thee true
Prince Charles
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Falkirk: Printed for the Booksellers
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ballads & songs
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Jacobites
War
Courtship and Marriage
Charles Edward, Prince, grandson of James II, King of England, 1720-1788
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Woodcut #09: Illustration on title-page of a group of 3 soldiers wearing feathered caps and kilts (1 playing bagpipes, 1 playing drums, 1 holding a sword) standing next to a gentleman wearing a hat and holding a walking stick.
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Chapbook Date: 1841-1850
Chapbook Genre: ballads & songs
Chapbook Genre: battles/war
Chapbook Publisher - Falkirk: Printed for the Booksellers
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Fashion (Clothing): coat
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Fashion (Clothing): Highland attire
Fashion (Clothing): jacket
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A Tale of the Rebellion of 1745; or, the Broken Heart. To which is added, The Three Wishes and The adventures of Two Tee-Totallers.
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The Three Wishes
The adventures of Two Tee-Totallers
The broken heart
The adventures of two tee-totalers
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Singular adventure of a British soldier
The defeat of Prince Charlie
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24 pages
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118 printed at bottom of the title-page
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Four tales are included in this chapbook, followed by a single humorous song about a rather intimidating school master. The first story is a tragic love story set during the ’45 rebellion. James Dawson, a young Lowlander who joins the cause of Bonnie Prince Charlie, is captured during a battle. He is imprisoned and held in London until the end of the war, whereupon he is sentenced to die for aiding the Young Pretender. His betrothed, Fanny, is with him throughout his imprisonment and sentencing, and ultimately dies of a broken heart at the very moment of his execution. The second tale is a short, humorous story of a married couple who agree to join the tee-totallers after observing that drinking was ruining their lives. In celebration of their success, they decide to buy a bottle and bring it home for “guests”, and end up drinking it on the way home, with predictably amusing consequences. The next story is a folktale about a poor couple who are unexpectedly given three wishes, which they use most unwisely. The final story describes the American Revolution and the events at one particular English encampment where a series of sentinels disappear without a trace; eventually these disappearances are discovered to be the work of Native Americans disguised as pigs.
Subject
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Jacobites
Crime
War
Wit and Humor
Chapbooks - Scotland - Glasgow
Courtship and Marriage
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1840-1850 per University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks
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<a title="University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks" href="http://special.lib.gla.ac.uk/chapbooks/search/">University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks </a>
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United States
Scotland
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Glasgow: Printed for the Booksellers
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Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario
# of Woodcuts: 1
Bib Context: title-page
Chapbook Date: 1841-1850
Chapbook Genre: ballads & songs
Chapbook Publisher - Glasgow: Printed for the Booksellers
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Fashion (Clothing): military
Fashion (Clothing): sporran
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T H E
Britifli Volunteers.
TO WHICH 4RE ADDED,
G O D
S A V E
M A L L Y
T H
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K I N
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B A N N
T I P P L I N G
J O H N . .
J O H N Y FAA, the GYPS1E L A D D I E .
G L A S G O w,
Printed by j. & hi, ROBERTSON, Salfmatket;
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BY MR. BU1HS. TUME—PUSH ABOUT TH E JORVM*
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then let the iouns beware, Sir;
[There's WOODEN W A L L S upon our feas,
and V O L U N T E E R S on fhore, ^ir.
T h e CLYDE (hall rin to FINTOCK TAP*
an* BENLOMON LOUP t o G A L L ' W A Y *
Ere we permit a FOREIGN FOE
OQ B R I T I S H G R O U N D to rally.
O let us not like fnarling tykes,
in wrangiTrtg be divided,
Till* flap come in an U N C O LOUN*
and wi* a rung decide it !
Be B R I T A I N ftill to B R I T A I N true*
amang ourfelves united
For never but by B R I T I S H H A N D S
mart B R I T I S H W R O N G S be righted*
T h e KETTLE o ' t h e KJRK a n d STATE,
perhaps a C L O U T may fail inft*
But dc'il a FOREIGN T I N K L E R LOUN
£hail ever C A ' a N A I L I N ' T .
Our F A T H E R ' S BLUJDE the K E T T L S bought^
and wha wad dare to fpoil it!
B y H E A V E N ! t h e SACRILEGIOUS DOQ
&all FUEL be to BOIL I T !
�The wretch that would a T Y R A N T own,
and thi* wretch his true-fworn brother,
Who'd fet the MoBaboon the. TH none*
may they be damn'd together !
W h o will not finfk Goi> SAVE THE KING
lhall hang as high's the fteepie;
But while we fiag, G O D 3AVB T H E KING
we'll ne'er FOKOET the PEOPLE.
GOD S A V E T H E
KING.
O D fave great George our King,
Long live our noble King,
God fave the King,
Send him vi&orious*
Happy and glorious*
Long to reign over us,
God fave the King!
O Lord our God arife,
Scatter his enemies,
And make them fail*
Confound their politics,
Frpftrate their knavilh tricks ;
On him our hopes are fixM,
O fave us all!
T h y choiceft gifts in ftort
On him be pleas'd to pour,
Long may he reign!
May he defend our laws*
And ever give us caufe,
T o fing with he art and voice,
God fave the King.
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O ! grant him long to fee
'Friendfihip and unity
Always increafej
May he his fceptrc fway,
Ail loyal foub obey,
Join heart and voice, huz^a!
God favc our King!
M i n
t
B A N N.
\ M I E R A N D A L went a huntrng*
a hunting in thr dark
But, to his great misfortune,
he did not mifs his m a r k :
His love's apron being about her*
he took her for a fwvn
Bfk alas! and for ever alas I
it was facet Maily Bann.
W h e n he came up unto her,
aud found that (he was dcadg,
(Great abundance of fait tears
for his darling he fhed.
H e went home to his father
with his gun in bis hand,
Crying, Dear father, dear fatkcr f
1 have feot Maliy. 3ann»
His father leaked ppon him 5
his hair being grey)
Cry mi 7 Oh ! my ^ ear eft fon?
jQii omit not i m away s
�( 5 )
Stay at home irf^yo <r own country
let your trial come o n ;
By the laws of fweet Ireland,
j o u {hall never be undone.
Within two 01 three mouths after*
to her uncle (he appear'd
Crying, Dear uncle, dear u.#ie,
let Jamie Randal go free :
For my apron being about me,
he took me for a wan :
But it is Ob ! and ever alas !
it was fweet Ma% ii-mn.
All the maidens in the country,
they are all very ula^
That this beautiful, this lovely,
this fair one was dead.
She was the flowVof ail the nation,
the flpwer or Contain ;
The flower of ai! Ji nation
was fweet Mally Bana.
When the fair maid^ in the city,
were affembled in a row*
She appeared amongft them
like a mountain of fnow*
The flower qf all the nation,
the flQwer of Coirain.
The flower oi J t the nation
was fweet Mally iJanru
�T I P P L I N G
JO H
a
A S tippling John was jogging on,
upon a riot nrght.
With tottering pace, and fiery face,
fufpicious of high flight ;
The guards vAo took hirn by his look,
for fomc chief fiery-brand,
Aik'il whence he came ? vVhat was his name
who are you ? ftahd friend, (land.
Pra gfing home, from meeting corner
ay, lays one, that's the cafe j
Some meeting he has burnt, you fee
h
the flame's flill in his face.
John thought it time to purge his crimtj
I
and faid, My chief intent
Was to affwage my thirfty rage,
i'th* meeting that I meant
Come, friend* be plain you trifle in vain,
f
fays one, pray let us know.
T h a t we may find how you're iticlin'd j
are you High-Church or Low ?
John faid to that, Pil tell you what,
to end debates and ftrife,
All ! can fay, this is the way
I tieer my courfe of life.
I ne'er to Bow, nor Burgcfs go,
to ftfcple-houfenor ball,
The.brifk bar-bell belt funs my zeal
with gentlemen^ d'ye call ?
�< 7
1
Guefs then, am I Low-Church or High,
from that tow'r, or no fteeplel
Whof- merry toll exalts the Tout
and muft make high-flown people!
The guards came on, and iook'd at John
with countenance raoft pleafantv
By whifper round they all foon found
he was no darang'd peafant:
Thus while John flood the beft he cou'd*
expefting their decifion ;
Damn him, f^ys one, let him be gone^
he's of our own religion.
JOKNY FAA
T H E G Y P 3 I £ LADDIA-
T
He gy plies came to our good Lord's gate,
and vow but they fang fleetly ;
They fang Jae fweet^ and fae very complete*
that down came the fair Lady®
And fhe came tripping down the (lair,
and a* her maids before h e r ;
As foon as they faw her weil-far f d face*
they cooft the giaaier o'er her.
Gae tak from me tblg gay mantle,
and bring to me a pSaidie.
For if kith and kin, and a' had fworH/
r i i follow the gypfie laddie.
Teftreen I lay in a well made bcd $
and my good Lord b&Sde me j
�( 8 >
This night Pll ly in a tenant's barn,
whatever fhall betide r^e*
Cooie to your bed, fays Johny Faa,
oh come to your bed, my deary ;
For I vow and fwear, by the hilt of my fwordj
that your Lord fhall nae mair come near ye,
Pll $ro to bed to my johny Faa,
I'll go to bed to my deary;
For I vow and fwear by what paft yeftreen,
that my Lord (hall nae mair come near me*
H i mak a hap to my Johny Faa, .
and y \ l mak a hap to my deary.
And he's get a' the coat gaes round,
and my Lord fhalhiae mair come near me»
And when our Lord came hame at cen,
and fpeer'd for his fair Lady,
The tanc {he cry'd, and the other reply'd,
flie's away with the gypfie Laddie.
Gae faddle to me the black black fteed^
gae faddle and m i k e him ready $
Before that I either eat or deep,
I'lt gae feek my fair Lady,
And we
aitho*
AncLwe
a fair
were fifteen well-made men,
we were nae bonny :
were a* put down for ane,
youug wanton Lady.
G L A S G O W ,
Brlnted by J. & M. Robert Ion, Saltrnarket, 1803.
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The British volunteers. To which are added, God save the king. Mally Bann. Tippling John. Johny Faa, the gypsie laddie.
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1803
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English
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God save the King
Mally Bann
Tippling John
Johnny Faa
The Gypsie laddie
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8 pages
15 cm
Publisher
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Glasgow: J. & M. Robertson
Type
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ballads & songs
Subject
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War
Alcohol
Courtship and Marriage
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Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario
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Woodcut #09: Illustration on title-page of a group of 3 soldiers wearing feathered caps and kilts (1 playing bagpipes, 1 playing drums, 1 holding a sword) standing next to a gentleman wearing a hat and holding a walking stick.
# of Woodcuts: 1
Bib Context: title-page
Chapbook Date: 1801-1810
Chapbook Genre: ballads & songs
Chapbook Publisher - Glasgow: J. & M. Robertson
Fashion (Clothing): bonnet (military)
Fashion (Clothing): coat
Fashion (Clothing): feather bonnet
Fashion (Clothing): Highland attire
Fashion (Clothing): jacket
Fashion (Clothing): kilt
Fashion (Clothing): knee breeches
Fashion (Clothing): military
Fashion (Clothing): sporran
Fashion (Clothing): upper class
Gender: man/men
Musical Instruments: bagpipe(s)
Musical Instruments: drum(s)
Outdoor Scene
Weapons: sword(s)
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Britain's Alarm.
T o which ore added,
O D E A R ! I'M SO P L E A S ' D .
T H E
D A V Y
B O N N Y
J O N E S ' S
B O Y .
L O C K E R .
THRO' THE W O O D L A D D I E .
M A N K I N D ALL TANNERS.
K D W A R D and B E T S Y.
ARRIVED AT PORTSMOUTH.
O A T H S IN F A S H I O N .
G L A S G O W ,
Printed by J. and M . Robertfon, Saltmarket, i8c.j.
�B R I T A I N ' S
A L A R M .
T
O arms ! gallant Britons of every degree,
T o arms ! if you want to live happy and free ;
T h e foe's on the coaft—-there's no room for delay ;
Let us rife in a tnafs, boys, and drive them away.
chorus.
Britons, arm & unite ! like true Britons ftill fight ;
Fight bold and together ; never mind the weather ;
Like Sons of Britannia we'll conquer or die.
Let croakers talk on of this terrible foe ;
The foe is a Frenchman, and Frenchmen we know:
Whether monkies, of tigers, or devils they be,
We've beat them we know,, both by land & by fea.
CHORUS.
Britons, arm & unite! like true Britons ftill fight;
Fight bold and together; never mind the weather;
Like Sons of Britannia we'll conquer or die
W hat tho'they nowboaft of their conqueft & fpoils,
And murders at which human nature recoils? (plain,
Theyhav^r.c'er conquer'dus & they (hall not that's
We have thrcfti'd them oft foundly, & will fo again*
c II o R\u s,
Britons, arm & unite! like true Britons ftill fight \
Fight bold and together ; never mind the weather;
Like Sons of Britannia we'll conquer or die.
Rememberhowhoftsof thefeFrenchmen did yield,
At Crefly, at Poifkiers, and Agincourt's field*
And (hall we now fuiTer their vain gafconade ?
Or (ball they unpunifh'd, Great Britain invade ?
CHORUS.
Britons, arm 3c unite! like true Britons ftill fight;
Fight bold and together -9 never mind the weather ;
Like Sons of Britannia we'll conquer or die*
�Theyboaft of their freedom,but whoare fuch (laves?
And who are fo free as wt? (ons of the waves ?
W h a t Frenchman with all his vain boafling, can fay,
That his loaf, that his life is his own for a day ?
CHORUS.
Britons, arm & unite! like true Britons (till fight;
Fight bold and together; never mind the weather ;
Like Sons of Britannia we'll conquer or die.
In this happy Ifle every man lives fecure;
Our liberty, property, all guarded fure ;
T h e higheft and lowed all equally f r e e ;
W h a t nation on earth then fo happy as we ? etc.
CHORUS.
Britons, arm & unite! like true Britons flill fighf;
Fight bold and together; never mind the weather}
Like Sons of Britannia we'll conquer pr die.
T o arms, then! to arms! and repel the proud foe,
W h o would land us in anarchy, bloodfhed, & woe,
hzt us rife like our Ifie's irrefillible waves,
And teach them that Britons will never be (laves.
CHORUS.
Britons, arm & unite ! like true Britons flill fight;
Fight bold and together ; never mind the weather;
Like Sons of Britannia well conquer or die.
O D E A R ! I ' M S O P L E A S ' D.
W k g n StrepHon appears, how my heart pit a pat,
(Views the tender emotion with which it is feiz'd.
T o the fhepherd*s bewitching gay innocent chat,
I could liften for ever, O dear! I'm fo pleaa'd.
My grandmother frowns, & protefis I'm toojoung,'
wi h the 1 {Ton of Cupid (o foon to be teaz'd, n
T u t fo f w c e t ' s the honey that falls from his tongue,
1 laugh at my grandmam ; O d c a r ! I'm fo picas ds
�Should he afk me to wed, 28 he hinted to-day,
when my hand he fo foft & fo tenderly fqueez'd,
He's fo pretty a Twain that I can't fay him nay,
I'm refolv'd to be marry'd, 0 rfear I I'm fo pleas'd.
'^MS®***
-THE
3 O N N Y
—
BOY.
I
r was once f lov'd a bonny, bonny boy,
I lov'd him I vow and proteft,
1 lov'd him fo very, very well
I built him a birth on my breaft.
I built &c.
It was upon the green forefl:, and down the green
Like one that was troubled in mind,
(foreft,
I hoop'd and I call'd, I play'd on my ilute,
But no bonny boy could I
find,
But, etc.
I look'd up high, and I look'd dawn low,
Arrd the fun fhone wonder fu' warm,
And who fhould I fee but my bonny boy,
H e was fall in another girl's arms. He, etc®
< Then he (iretch'd forth his lity white hand,
And he thought I was at his command,
But i parted by cafl never an eyev
And he thought 1 "was bound in love's bond.
And he thought, etc.
T h e n he tcok me on his difTcmbling knee,
And he look'd me right up in the face,
He gave to mc a ditfembUng kifs,
And his heart was in another girl's bread, etc.
Oh ! the girl that enjoys my bonny bonny boy,
I'm Aire (he is not to blame,
For many a long night he has robb'd me of my red,
But he never Ihall do it again,
But, etc.
�[
DAVY
S
3
JONES'S
LOCKER.
W
Hen lad honeft Jack/of whofe fate I now fing,
weigh'd anchor and caft out for fea,
For he ne'er refus'd tor his country and King
to tight, for no lubber was he ;
T o hand, reef, & (leer, & houfe every thing tight,
full well did he know every inch,
Tho* the toplifts of failors the ^ m p e f t ihould fmite,
Jack never was known for to flinch.
CHORUS.
T h o ' the toplifts of failors the teriipeft fhouid fmite,
Jack never was known for to flinch*
Aloft from the maft head one day he efpy'd
feven fail, which appear'd to his view,
Clear thedecks, fpunge theguns, was inftantlycry'd,
and each to his liation then flew;
And fought until many a noble was (lain,
and filcnced was every gun,
'Twas then that old lingliih valour was vain,
for by numbers, alas ! they're undone.
CHORUS.
'Twas then that old England's valour was vain,
for by numbers, alas . they're undone.
Yet think not bold Jack, tho' by conquest difmay'd,
could tamely fubmit to his fate;
When his country he found he no longer could ferve,
looking round, he addrels'd thus t^ach mate,
What's life, d'ye fee, when our liberty's gone,
much nobler it were for to die,
So now for old Davy, then plung'd in the main,
ev'n the cherub above heav'd ? % h ,
Chor. vSo now f o r o i i Davy, then piur.g dinthe main,
C'cn the cherub abovfc heav'd a ftgh.
�I
6
3
T H R O ' THfe W O O D
LADDIE.
O
Sandy, why ieave6 thou thy Nelly to mourn ?
f h y prefence cou'd eafe me,
When naeihing can pleafe me :
Now dowie I figh on the bank cf the burn,
Or thro' the wood, iaddle, until thou return,
Tho* woods now are bonny, and mornings are clear,
While lav'rockp are Tinging,
A n d primrofes fpringing j
Yet nane of them pleales fny eye or my ear,
W h e n thro' the wood, laddie, ye dinna appear.
That I am forfaken, feme fpare not to tell :
I'm falh'd wi' their fcorning,
Baith evening and morning,
Their jeering gaes aft to my heart wi* a knell,
W h e n thro" the wood, laddie, L wandei my fell.
Then flay, my dear Sandy nae langer away,
But quick as an arrow,
Halle here to thy marrow,
W h a ' s living in langour, till that -happy day, (play.
When thro 1 the wood, laddie, we'll dance, fing and
—- •• wiM.^^ig^jjViHiBi'iiwi!
MANKIND
A L L T A N N E R S .
^OME, liften ye lads, and ye lafies around,
j T o a fiave cr two fung by Harry Hidebound,
A tanner I am, of no humble degree,
And tanners aU mankind I'll prove are like me,
Tol de rol, etc.
C
The lawyer fo great with big wig and lonp band,
His conscience, as bullock's hide, ftoutly i r n ' d ,
Yet touch with a double fee wifely that part,
T w i l l ftretch like a glove it is tann'd with fucb art.
�X 7 1
Ph^ficians, iikewile are all fanners by trade.
And fortuneshv working on (heep-fluns have made;
With bark they kcrp tanning fheir patienls inf:de,
Till fhoemak&r. Death bores a hole thro' the hide.
To! de roll, &c.
T o the tan-pit of Cupid fond lovers repair,
And throw rhemfelves in thro* a fit of defpair,
But Hymen good natur'dly oft helps them out,
And their heartsbeing tann'-d why they foon get about
To! de rcl!, &c
The foes of old England don't tanning defpife,
And to fenfon their hides well, think they are wife;
But in fpite of the devil, that Tanner of fins,
W h e n Britons ftrike hom»,thev(han't fleep in whole
l o l de roll, &c
'
(ttins.
E D W A R D
A N D
B E T S Y .
Y
Oung Edward was faithful, & Betfy was true,
when war cail'd her foldier away,
She parted in tears, and he figh'd out adieu,
and they never more met from th$t day.
Forcourage;with Ed ward there'sfe wcouldcompare,
but his foes would not favour the brave,
W h e n dying, his Betfy alone was his care,
he bled her, then funk to his grave.
T h f wars were all over, ilill conflant lifer heart,
now expedted her folder's return,
Poor maiden, how wilt thou furvive the keen fmart 9
thy Edward in tears thou wilt mourn.
T h e news foon arriv'd 'hat her foldier was (lain,
O Edward ! (he fauUering cry'd,
We'll meet in a world where we'll ne'er part again,
then fainting, (he droop'd »nd (he dy'd.
�L
ARRIVED
AT
8
1
PORTSMOUTH.
W
I T H pride we ftecr'd for England's coaft,
Her hills arofe in mifty blue j
Six prizes of the line our boaft,
Another ftruck and funk in view !
O ftill to guard this Ifle, the battle we'll fuftain,
And dare the perils of the ftormy main !
Within the bofom of the land,
•»
The claims of relative and friend|
r - The prowefs of cur fleets demand :
Their rights upon our arms depend :
O Hill to guard this Ifle, the battle we'll fuftain.
And dare the perils of the raging main !
Sweet love ; this bofom know thy pow'r,
T h e dafhing waves that foam along,
Hear F^ny's name at midnight hour,
T h e tender burthen of my fong:
For Britain's lovely dames, the battle we fuftain,
And dare the perils of the ftormy main !
O A T H S
IN
F A S H I O N .
C
Uftom prevailing fo long 'mongft the great,
makes oaths eafy potions to fleep on ;
W h i c h many (on gaining good places) repeat,
without e'er deigning to keep one.
For an oath's feldom kef t, as a virgin's fair fame,
a lover's food vowf, or a prelate's good name j
. A lawyer to truth., or a ftatefman from blame,
or a patriot^ heart in a courtier.
G L A S G O W ,
Printed by J. & M. Robertfon, Saltm?.iket, 1804.
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Woodcut 009: Title-page illustration in double-ruled rectangular borderof a group of 3 soldiers wearing feathered caps and kilts: two are playing a bagpipe, one is playing a drum, and one is holding a sword. They are standing in a row next to a well dressed man. who is wearing a hat and long coat.
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Britain's alarm. To which are added, O dear! I'm so pleas'd. The bonny boy. Davy Jones's locker. Thro' the wood laddie. Mankind all tanners. Edward and Betsy. Arrived at Portsmouth. Oaths in fashion.
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1804
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English
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O dear! I'm so pleas'd.
The bonny boy.
Davy Jones's locker.
Thro' the wood laddie.
Mankind all tanners.
Edward and Betsy.
Arrived at Portsmouth.
Oaths in Fashion
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Archival and Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario, Canada
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In the public domain; For high quality reproductions, contact Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph. libaspc@uoguelph.ca, 519-824-4120, Ext. 53413
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JPEGs and PDF derived from master file, which was scanned from the original book in 24-bit color at 600 dpi in TIFF format using an Epson Expression 10000XL scanner.
Extent
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8 pages
15 cm
Publisher
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Glasgow: J. & M. Robertson
Type
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ballads & songs
Subject
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Chapbooks - Scotland - Glasgow
War
Courtship and Marriage
Source
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Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario
Description
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Woodcut #09: Illustration on title-page of a group of 3 soldiers wearing feathered caps and kilts (1 playing bagpipes, 1 playing drums, 1 holding a sword) standing next to a gentleman wearing a hat and holding a walking stick.
# of Woodcuts: 1
Bib Context: title-page
Chapbook Date: 1801-1810
Chapbook Genre: ballads & songs
Chapbook Publisher - Glasgow: J. & M. Robertson
Fashion (Clothing): bonnet (military)
Fashion (Clothing): coat
Fashion (Clothing): feather bonnet
Fashion (Clothing): Highland attire
Fashion (Clothing): jacket
Fashion (Clothing): kilt
Fashion (Clothing): knee breeches
Fashion (Clothing): military
Fashion (Clothing): sporran
Fashion (Clothing): upper class
Gender: man/men
Musical Instruments: bagpipe(s)
Musical Instruments: drum(s)
Occupation: soldier
Outdoor Scene
Weapons: sword(s)
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The History of Prince Charles Edward Stuart, Commonly Called the Pretender.
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Highlands
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Charles Edward, Prince, grandson of James II, King of England, 1720-1788
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A short history and biography of the life and death of Bonnie Prince Charlie, focusing especially on the events of the Second Jacobite Rising. This chapbook is one of a series of histories and biographies of notable Scottish figures which have been bound together in this collection.
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ROB ROY,
THE
Celebrated Highland Freebooter;
or,
MEMOIRS
OF THE
OSBALDISTONE FAMILY
GLASGOW:
PRINTED FOR THE BOOKSELLERS.
2.
��ROB
ROY.
Frank OSBALDISTONE, a young man of a respectable family,
had been several years at Bourdeaux, for the purpose of being
instructed in the mercantile profession, when he was suddenly
recalled by his father. During his residence abroad, Frank had
devoted more time to the pursuits of literature than the ledger,
and, therefore, when interrogated by his father with regard to
the state of commerce in France, he discovered so much ignorance,
that the old gentleman was highly displeased, and blamed
Mr. Dubourg, to whose charge he had been committed. Frank
exculpated that gentleman from all blame, and said that it was
his own fault, as he felt no inclination for business.
However,
as he intended Frank to take a management hi his own extensive
concerns, M r . Osbaldistone wished to put him under the charge
of M r . Owen, who had been long his own principal clerk, and
had now a small share in the banking business ; but Frank professed
his dislike to the profession, and refused to comply with
his father's wishes.
M r . Osbaldistone then asked his son what
his own grave projects were ; and on Frank saying he should
like, either to travel for a few years, or attend the university, or
obtain a commission in the army, he told him, in a rage, that
unless he consented to his wishes, his nephew should inherit all
his property, and gave him a month to consider of the proposal.
During this interval, M r . Owen tried to prevail with Frank, by
every argument he could adduce, to come into his father's terms ;
but it was to no purpose ; for, on the day appointed, he repeated
to his father the aversion he had to the mercantile profession,
hoping, at the same time, that by his refusal he would not forfeit
the affection of a parent. M r . Osbaldistone, on hearing Frank's
ultimatum, told him, that since he refused to remain at home, he
should immediately go to his uncle's, at Osbaldistone Hall, in
Yorkshire, until some other arrangements were made.
Accordingly, next day, Frank set off on horseback for Yorkshire,
with fifty guineas in his pocket.
During the journey, he
began to reflect that he had probably made himself an outcast
from his family, and lost the affection of his father by his stubbornness
; but, although he regretted what he had done, yet his
pride would not allow him to return, and he continued his journey
in very depressed spirits.
In the country through which he passed there were few objects
to amuse a young traveller, except the conversation of a few
strangers, such as country parsons, farmers, graziers, merchants,
travellers, and now and then a recruiting officer; from whom
Frank received information about creeds and tithes, cattle and
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corn, price of commodities, and a discription of battles. A leading
topic with all of them was robberies ; and such details were
given, as to raise serious apprehensions of being attacked. There
was one man in particular, with whom Frank travelled a day
and a half, who was very much afraid of highwaymen ; and this
man had a large portmanteau, which he always carried into the
inns himself, suffering no one to touch it. Frank, in order to
amuse himself, inquired the weight and contents of his portmanteau;
which alarmed the man so much, that he grew pale, his
teeth chattered, and his hair stood e r e c t ; but on approaching to
Darlington his fears subsided, and they soon arrived in safety at
the sign of the Black Bear.
Formerly, it was the custom o f travellers to rest on the Sunday,
and f o r the landlords of inns, on that day, to invite all their
guests to a family dinner.
Frank and his companion having
taken up their quarters for the Sunday at the above inn, sat
down to a public dinner with the other guests, among whom there
was a Scotchman of hardy features and athletic figure. Frank
had been early prejudiced against Scotsmen by the stories of his
nurse, and he regarded him with a settled dislike ; but the shrewd
remarks, ready answers, and confidently-delivered opinions of the
Scotsman, M r . Campbell, gave him no small importance on the
present occasion. A quarrel having taken place about politics,
the dispute was referred to and settled b y M r . Campbell over
another bottle, and then the company separated.
Next day Frank pursued his journey, and was delighted with
the fine diversified scenes that everywhere met his view till he
came in sight of Osbaldistone Hall, a huge antique castle, surrounded
by stately oaks. H e was only at a short distance from
the mansion, when the blast of a French horn was heard, and a
pack of fox-hounds crossed the road, followed b y the hunters.
Frank drew up his horse to let them pass without interruption,
and had an opportunity of examining the whole group, which
consisted of five young men and a very handsome female, all well
mounted and well dressed. In passing, the lady's horse started
out of the course, and Frank hastened to offer his services ; but
there was no occasion, for she easily brought the animal to order,
and gallopped off. Frank followed her, and soon heard the signal
of the fox's death ; but the young lady, on reaching her companions,
drew their attention towards Frank, and requested one
of her cousins to speak to him. However, as the young man
declined it, she rode up to Frank, and inquired, if, in the course
of his travels, he had met with a M r . Francis Osbaldistone, whom
they expected at the Hall.
On Frank acknowledging himself to be the person, the lady
informed him that her name was Diana Vernon, a relation
of his uncle's, and then introduced him to Squire Thorncliffe
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Osbaldistone, his cousin. As Miss Vernon accompanied Frank
to the castle, she interrogated him by the way without any ceremony,
and on their reaching the gate, put the bridle of her horse
into his hand.
After waiting a considerable time, he was at last relieved by
one of the huntsmen, who took the horses, and a servant conducted
him into a hall, where he met with his uncle Sir Hildebrand,
and was introduced to the rest of the family. After dinner,
the bottle was circulated so freely, that the company soon
exhibited a scene of boisterous mirth and intoxication; but Frank,
being temperate in his habits, made his escape into the garden.
W h e n Frank returned to the castle, and had retired to his
apartment for the night he began to reflect seriously on his situation.
The society of his cousins would furnish him with little or
no entertainment, as they delighted only in horses, hounds, and
drinking; but he anticipated much pleasure from the company of
the lively Miss Vernon, who had made a deep impression on his
heart. Next morning Frank accompanied his cousins and Miss
Vernon on a hunting expedition, and when the party were engaged
in pursuing the fox, Miss Vernon told Frank she had
something particular to communicate, and taking him to the summit
of an adjoining hill, she pointed out Scotland, which she said
he might reach in two hours. Frank asked, why she wished him
to go there? " To provide for your safety," answered Miss
Vernon ; " you are accused of having robbed one Morris, whom
you travelled with to Darlington." Frank was startled at so unfounded
a charge, and begged to know before whom this extraordinary
accusation was laid, that he might instantly refute it.
Miss Vernon told him, that the information had been lodged
with 'Squire Inglewood, whose house was only a few miles distant,
whither she would accompany him. Frank remonstrated
with her on the impropriety of the proposal; but the young lady
would have her own way, and accordingly they proceeded towards
the residence of the justice.
On arriving at Inglewood Place, they found Sir Hildebrand
Osbaldistone and Rashleigh in the court-yard. Miss Vernon
accosted the latter, and asked whether he had been talking to
the Justice about Frank's affair ? Rashleigh replied that he had
been exerting all his influence to serve his cousin ; and then
turning to Frank, said that it would be more advisable for him
to retreat into Scotland till the business could be "smoothed
over," than appear before the Justice when presumptions were
so strong against him. Frank, indignant at Rashleigh for recommending
such a subterfuge, and entertaining suspicions of his
criminality, replied, that he would have the matter investigated,
and his character cleared from such a vile calumny. Rashleigh
insisted that Miss Vernon at least should not interfere in the
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business; but when he found her determined to remain till it was
fully settled, he left them ; and the young lady conducted Frank
into the house. Frank had followed Miss Vernon up stairs to
the door of the dinning-room, where she left him to find a servant
to introduce h e r ; but, being tired with waiting, Frank
opened the door, and told the justice that his name was Osbaldistone,
and that he had come to inquire into a charge, which some
scoundrel had laid against him for alledged robbery. It so happened
that Morris was present at dinner, and the Justice inquired
of him, whether this was the gentleman he implicated ? Morris,
alarmed at Frank's resolute appearance, replied, that " he
charged nothing against the gentleman," at the same time whispered,
that he withdrew his accusation against Frank, as he did
not know " how many rogues might be in the house to back him."
Miss Vernon now entered the room, where she was kindly received
by the old Justice, and telling him her errand, requested to hear
the charge against Frank. It stated, that the declarant, Mr.
Morris, had been attacked by two highwaymen in masks, who
took his portmanteau from him, and that he heard one of them
call the other Osbaldistone, whom he suspected to be the same
person who accompanied him to Darlington. Frank protested
against the evidence, as incompetent to prove that he was the
robber, and was offering to produce arguments to shew his innocence
of the charge, when a servant entered and told the Justice
that a strange gentleman wished to see him.
This stranger was Mr. Campbell, the cattle-dealer, whom
Morris and Frank had met at Darlington, who, having heard
that Frank was unjustly accused, had come to relieve him from
the prosecution. He stated, that Morris accompanied him several
miles on the road towards Scotland, where he was attacked by
two highwaymen, who carried of his portmanteau ; but that one
of them, whom his companion addressed by the name of Osbadistone,
was a much shorter and thicker man, and had a different
complexion and visage from the young gentleman present.
After delivering this deposition, he asked Morris if he would not
forego his prosecution of Mr. Osbaldistone ; to which Morris
consented, and Campbell offering to conduct him safely home,
they departed together. Matters being thus settled, Miss Vernon
and Frank also took leave of 'Squire Inglewood, who was
happy in having got rid of this troublesome business.
Next day, at breakfast, Sir Hildebrand congratulated Frank
on his escape, and advised him to be more cautious of his future
conduct. Frank could not help expressing indignation at the
suspicions which his uncle entertained, and Rashleigh was apparently
displeased at his father also; but the old gentleman
looking stedfastly at Rashleigh, told him " he was a sly loon,"
but that " two faces under one head was not true heraldry," and
�Instantly left the room. Frank, being left alone with Rashleigh,
signified to him the unpleasant nature of his situation, in living
with an uncle who believed him guilty of so disgraceful a crime,
and said that he was determined to leave Osbaldistone Hall immediately.
Rashleigh approved of his resolution, and said, that
from Frank's attainments in literature, he might soon make a
figure in the world ; but his own case was still more deplorable,
for his father had resolved that he should follow the mercantile
profession. After some conversation on these subjects, Frank
requested Rashleigh to give him some information; but it was
with evident reluctance that he complied. H e told Frank, that
he had been formerly more intimate With Miss Vernon ; but had
thought it prudent to withdraw as much as possible from the company
of a susceptible girl, whose heart must be either given to
the cloister, or to a betrothed husband ; that, by a family contract,
she was destined to marry one of Sir Hildebrand's sons,
and that Thorncliffe had been pitched upon by his father as her
partner ; but that, if he, Rashleigh, acquired wealth in the mercantile
profession, he would marry her himself.
Frank, being strongly attached to Miss Vernon, was much
mortified to find that she was the destined wife of another, and,
after reproaching himself for becoming the dupe of her artifices,
and blaming her for not informing him of the situation in which
she stood with the Osbaldistone family, came down to dinner in
a very bad humour. A t table, Miss Vernon, as usual, began to
play of her raillery upon Frank ; but he returned it with such
acrimony, that she was offended, and, accusing him of impoliteness
to a female who wished to be on good terms with him, she
soon after left the room. Frank began to regret the shameful
manner in which he had behaved to Miss Vernon, and, in order
to stifle his reflections, drank till he became so intoxicated, that
he quarrelled with his cousins, and struck Rashleigh, who, however,
did not think it worth while to resent the outrage. Thorncliffe
challenged Frank to decide their quarrel with the sword ;
but, after exchanging one or two thrusts, the combatants were
separated, and Frank was carried off and locked in his apartment,
from which he in vain attempted to break out. In the
morning his passion had abated, and, sensible of the impropriety
of his conduct, he made an apology to Rashleigh, which was
accepted in a very gracious manner. This disagreeable business
being settled amicably, Frank next thought of procuring an explanation
with Miss Vernon, who anticipated his wish, by requesting
his attendance in the library to expound an obscure passage
in Dante which she had met with. On reaching the library,
Miss Vernon began to rally Frank most unmercifully upon the
exhibition he had made at table the night before, and, in a strain
of irony,
complimented
him
proofs, of courage he had dis-
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displayed in his attack on Rashleigh, and in his combat with Thorncliffe,
at the same time expressing her extreme sorrow that such
an unpleasant affair had happened. Frank apologized for his
behaviour, by alleging, that the provocation he received had
urged him to resent it in an unguarded moment, when his passions
were roused by the influence of liquor. Miss Vernon then
spoke of the indiscretion with which he had treated her during
dinner, and inquired if he had heard anything to lessen her in
his estimation. Frank, confounded at this question, at first declined
giving any reply ; but she persisted in demanding an explanation,
and particularly, whether Rashleigh had said any
thing prejudicial to her character. However, he evaded her request,
on the pretext that it was improper to disclose the subject
of a private conversation, which was delivered in confidence ;
but she grew so importunate, that Frank at last related all that
he had heard from Rashleigh. Miss Vernon, shuddering with
indignation, said, that she would rather die than marry such a
villain as Rashleigh ; and disclosed the methods which he had
employed to corrupt her moral principles in the course of her
juvenile education, and the artifices he afterwards employed to
seduce her. On discovering Rashleigh's intentions, she withdrew
from his society, and had ever after regarded him with
detestation. Frank, astonished at this disclosure, drew his sword,
and was preparing to leave the room in order to take vengeance
on Rashleigh, but was prevented by Miss Vernon.
In a few days after this, Rashleigh set out for London, and
Frank then enjoyed the company of Diana Vernon without reserve;
and being intrusted to superintend the finishing of her
education, he found her one of the most intelligent and accomplished
of her sex.
Frank now endeavoured to render himself as agreeable as possible
to the family at Osbaldistone Hall, and succeeded in gaining
the good graces of his uncle, by assisting in settling his accounts
; and he became a still greater favourite with his cousins,
by joining in their amusements. As Frank was often strolling
about, he occasionally took a walk into the garden, where he was
much diverted with the remarks of Andrew Fairservice. One
day Andrew informed him, that he had met with one Pate Macready,
a pedlar, who told him that the affair of Morris and his
portmanteau had been brought before the Parliament at Lunnan
and also, that 'Squire Inglewood, Sir Hildebrand Osbaldistone,
and some other folks besides, had been mentioned ; and that,
after much altercation, the business had been dismissed as a false
and calumnious libel. Frank expressed a wish to see Macready;
which Andrew immediately gratified, by bringing him to the
garden. Macready related to Frank the particulars of the trial,
from which it appeared, that the depositions of Morris were so
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contradictary, that they could not be received as competent evidence.
Frank was both vexed and perplexed that this affair
should, have become so notorious ; and after ordering the pedlar
so send him some articles, and giving a small present to Andrew
Fairservice for his trouble, he returned home, deliberating how
he should vindicate his character.
As Frank's mind could not be at ease while the robbery of
Morris was laid to his charge, he determined on setting out for
London to explain the whole affair to his father, and take his
advice respecting the most effectual means o f disproving the
calumny. Before departing, however, he wrote to his father the
object of his visit; and, while delivering his letter at the postoffice, he received one from Owen, endorsing a draft for £100,
to supply his present necessities. On returning to Osbaldistone
Hall, Frank found that the family had gone to Trinlay-knowe,
and he sauntered into the garden to hear if Fairservice had
picked up any fresh news. While engaged in conversation, they
observed the door of a small room in the corner of the garden
half open, and were at a loss to conjecture who could be there,
as it was never freqented by any of the family but Rashleigh.
Andrew supposed that it was then occupied by Father Vaughan,
a grave old Catholic priest, a particular acquaintance of
Rashleigh's,
and a confidant of Miss Vernon, with whom he had
frequent
interviews. Frank could not comprehend this mysterious
intercourse, and suspected that the priest was either giving her
religious instruction, or preparing her for the cloister ; and these
conjectures made him very unhappy, from the attachment he
entertained
for that lady. Frank now began to watch every motion
of Miss Vernon with minute attention, which gave her great
offence
; yet they never came to an explanation. One day, as
they
were sitting in the library, she inquired if he had lately heard
from his father. On Frank replying in the negative, she
observed
that it was very strange, for his father had gone to
Holland
on some urgent business, leaving Rashleigh with the sole
management of his affairs till he returned, and she urged him to
set of immediately for London, lest his cousin should involve his
father's business in irretrievable ruin. Frank expressed his
concern
at this intelligence, and great reluctance to leave her, whom
he loved above all the world ; but Miss Vernon told him, that
his affections were misplaced, as she had resolved to spend the
remainder of her days in a convent. After quitting the
apartment,
Frank retired to his own, where the thoughts of his father's
affairs, and the resolution of Miss Vernon, prevented him from
enjoying any rest the ensuing night; but he determined, before
leaving Osbaldistone Hall, to find out the reason, if possible, or
her mysterious conduct, and ascertain her real character.
Accordingly, one Sunday evening, he took his station in the
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garden.
After waiting impatiently for some time, he saw the
glimmering of a candle, and he entered the library, where he
found Diana alone and much flnrried. On her inquiring the
cause o f his visit at so unseasonable an hour, he pretended to
have come for Orlando Furioso, and turning over some books, he
descried a man's glove lying on the table.
Diana, blushing
deeply, said it was her grandfather's, which she kept as a relic ;
but as this explanation did not satisfy Frank, she told him that
it belonged to a friend whom she honoured, esteemed, and loved.
Frank made some sarcastic observations, and Miss Vernon told
him that she would discover no more than she had already done ;
but that, as they were soon to part for ever, she begged that they
might still be friends, and gave him a letter she had received
from London, containing the intelligence of Rashleigh having
carried off bills to a very large amount belonging to his father,
with which he had departed for Scotland, and that Frank's relatives
wished him to repair to Glasgow in search of the fugitive.
Next morning Frank prepared to leave, Osbaldistone H a l l ;
but his feelings were much agitated, both by the state of his
father's affairs, and on account of his separation from Miss Vernon.
A t Glasgow, he was to meet with Owen, who had already
gone their in pursuit of Rashleigh ; but, being unacquainted with
the road to Scotland, he repaired to Andrew Fairservice for instruction
respecting the route he should pursue, and found him
reading a volume of Dr. Lightfoot aloud, to frighten away the
ghaists, as he said, by godly exercise. Andrew offered to accomany
him, as he had been long thinking of flitting from Osbaldistone
Hall ; and, accordingly, it was agreed that they should
set off together next morning by five o'clock. Frank was up by
two o'clock, and, after leaving a letter on the table for his uncle,
he saddled his horse, and arrived at the cottage ofAndrewFairservice,
who was already mounted on a naig and waiting to attend
him. Frank ordered him to ride as quickly. as possible, and
Andrew pushed on his naig at the rate o f eight or ten miles an
hour, by unfrequented paths, through moors and bogs, and over
hill and dale, without diminishing his speed, Frank, unable to
keep up with him, hallooed in vain to him to stop ; but on threatening
to blow out his brains, A n d r e w drew up his naig, and
apologized for riding so fast, by saying, that " he had taken a
stirrup-cup of brandy at parting with his old cronies, which made
him a little flighty that morning." Having arrived at Glasgow
on a Sunday, when the people were all in church, they alighted
at an inn, and Frank inquired at the landlady for Messrs Macvittie,
Macfin, and Company, from whom he expected to hear of
M r . Owen ; but he was told that these good people would be attending
public worship at the Barony Laigh Kirk.
Frank proceeded
thither, accompanied by Andrew Fairservice, and was
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struck with admiration at the magnificent appearance of that
ancient edifice, which Andrew informed him had been saved from
destruction at the Reformation, by the townsmen agreeing to deliver
up the idolatrous statues of the sants.
Frank looked round the congregation, to see if he could discover
Owen among them, but in vain ; and was just about to
leave the church to go in quest of him, when he heard a voice
from behind a pillar whisper distinctly in his ear, " You are in
danger in this city." He startled at this mysterious caution,
especially as he could not perceive from whence it proceeded, and
resolved to remain, to afford the unknown monitor an opportunity
of renewing his warning. In a few minutes the voice repeated,
" You are in danger in this place—so am I ; — m e e t me on the
brig at twelve precisely ;—keep at home till the gloaming, and
avoid observation." Frank saw and attempted to follow the
stranger down stairs ; but as he could not overtake him, he
waited till the congregation was dismissed.
When Frank reached the inn, he reflected seriously on the
admonition given him, and whether he ought to keep the appointment
with the stranger ; but, after some consideration, he determined
to meet his mysterious counsellor. Having walked about
till twelve o'clock, Frank entered upon the bridge, and saw a
person wrapped up in a cloak, who told him that he was the person
whom he came to meet; and desired him to follow, that he
might see with his own eyes what was of importance for him to
know. Frank was rather unwilling to accompany the stranger ;
but, lest he should be thought a coward, he followed his conductor.
As they passed along the streets, the stranger gave such a
suspicious account of himself, that Frank would hardly consent
to go farther, till he urged the necessity of his proceeding in order
to learn from a person in prison the danger of his own situation.
On arriving at the prison gate the stranger knocked ; and, after
saying something to the turnkey, which Frank did not understand,
they both entered the jail, where a friendly conversation took
place betwixt his guide and the turnkey, who seemed to be old
acquaintances. The turnkey then gave a sign to Frank to follow
him, and led him up several stairs, till they came to a small
apartment, where he observed a person asleep. This was, poor
Mr. Owen, who, on recognising Frank, conjectured
was also
brought to jail, and he began to lament the misfortunes which
had befallen his father ; but Frank interrupted him, by inquiring
the cause of his imprisonment. Owen told him, that immediately
on his arrival at Glasgow, he had called on Messrs Macvittie,
Macfin, and Company, with whom Mr. Osbaldistone, his
father, did most of his business, to consult them about the state
of his affairs ; but, on finding that the house of Osbaldistone and
Tresham was considerably indebted to them, they behaved very
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ill and had thrown him into jail, on account of his being a partner
of the London firm: that, in these deplorable circumstances,
he had sent an account of his situation to Bailie Nicol Jarvie, a
Glasgow merchant, with whom Mr. Osbaldistone sometimes did
business; but that he had no sanguine expectations from that
quarter.
However, in this Owen was agreeably disappointed ; for all
though the Bailie was going to bed when the letter came, he
immediately dressed himself, and set out for the prison, where
he arrived shortly after Frank's introduction to Owen.
The
noise which the Bailie made at the door alarmed Frank's guide,
who attempted to make his escape ; but the worthy magistrate
prevented him, by giving orders to the captain of the jail, when
hecame in, to lock the door and allow no one to pass upon his
peril. The stranger entered their apartment before the Bailie ;
and the latter, after some conversation with Owen on the affairs
of Mr. Osbaldistone, and blaming him for extending his speculations
so far, produced his own ledger, from which it appeared
that the London house owed him also a large balance. Nevertheless,
the Bailie told Owen, that, as it was impossible for him
to redd up the business in prison, he should find caution for his
appearance, and then he would be set at liberty ; but, as Owen
said he knew of no one to whom he could apply, the Bailie
generously offered to become bail himself.
W h i l e conversing with Owen, the Bailie had taken no notice
of Frank and his conductor ; but, when about to leave the apartment,
he examined, the stranger, and then exclaimed, " Y e robber,
ye cateran, ye born deevil, that ye are, can this be you ? "
" E ' e n as you say," replied he. The Bailie continued his abuse,
and even added threats of punishment; but the stranger told him,
calmly, that he would never put them in execution, for the sake
of auld langsyne, for their relationship, and for fear of the consequences.
The honest Bailie was reproaching him for his acts
of theft-boot, black-mail, spreaghs, and gill-ravaging, when the
stranger requested he would not speak more on these subjects,
and his " counting-room should not be cleaned out when the
Gillan-a-naillie came to redd up the Glasgow buiths" The
Bailie consented not to inform against him, and then pointing to
Frank, inquired if that was not some gill-ravager he had listed
into his service ? Owen said it was Mr. Francis Osbaldistone,
the only son of his worthy master. The Bailie observed, that he
had heard of the hopeful youth before; and then reproached
Frank for renouncing the mercantile profession to become a poet
and a gentleman, and asked if his poetry would " procure him
five thousand pounds to answer his father's bills, which would be
due in ten days ? " Frank was displeased at the Bailie's taunt;
but, while musing on what he heard, he hastily drew out a letter
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given him by Diana Vernon, which was not to be opened till
within ten days of any emergency. Another letter was enclosed,
which fell at the feet of the Bailie, who took it up, and, seeing
it was addressed to Robert Campbell (the unknown stranger), he
delivered it into his hands. Frank was confounded to recognise
in his guide his old acquaintance the drover, and wondered what
could be the purport of Miss Vernon's letter to him ; but conjecturing
that it might be sent to entreat Campbell to discover
the retreat of Rashleigh, he was led to enquire where his kinsman
was. Campbell gave an indirect answer, but requested
Frank and the Bailie to meet him at the clachan of Aberfoyle,
where he would disclose something that might be of service to
them both, and he would pay Bailie Jarvie a thousand pounds
Scots which he then owed him. After giving their consent to
pay Rob a visit, they all left the prison, and Frank accompanied
the Bailie to his house, where, being warned by him not to keep
company wi' Hielandmen and thae wild cattle, he received an
invitation to breakfast next morning, and then took his leave.
Next morning, Owen and Frank breakfasted with the Bailie,
and in the course of conversation, Frank made some inquiries
about Mr. Campbell. The Bailie said, that Rob, as he called
him, had once been a Highland drover, but was now a gentleman,
and commanded " thirty waur cattle ; " and he declined
entering farther into his history, saying, it was more necessary to
examine his father's accounts. After putting on his spectacles,
he looked into the ledger, and found that the sum which Osbaldistone and Company owed him was considerable; but, with
great generosity, he said, that if he should lose by them, he had
also gained, and therefore he would just " l a y the head of the
sow to the tail of the grice."
Meditating on his present prospects, and projecting schemes
for his future conduct, Frank strolled first into the College, and
then into a solitary adjoining walk, at the end of which he observed
three men in earnest conversation. To his surprise, he
found them to be Rashleigh, Macvittie, and Morris, the two last
of whom went away, and afforded him an opportunity of accosting
Rashleigh, who was much confused at the rencounter. Frank
demanded an account of the property with which he had absconded,
or to go before a magistrate ; but as Rashleigh declined
doing either, he insisted on satisfaction, and they retired to a
more remote place to settle the quarrel with their swords. They
fought with equal skill and courage for some time, until Frank's
foot slipped, and then Rashleigh made a home-thrust at him,
which grazed his ribs. The pain it occasioned made Frank
furious, and grappling with his adversary, he was attempting to
run him through the body, when they were stopt by the powerful
arm of Campbell, who swore he would "cleave to the brisket
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the first that minted another stroke." After trying in vain to
bring about a reconciliation between them, Campbell forcibly disengaged
Frank's hand from his antagonist's collar, and desired
Rashleigh to leave them. At departing, Rashleigh said, that
as the quarrel had not been settled, they would meet again at
some future opportunity ; and Frank was for following him but
Campbell mentioned that Rashleigh had engaged Morris to renew
his accusation against him for the robbery, therefore Frank
thought it prudent to delist.
Campbell warned him to keep
out of the sight of Rashleigh, Morris, and Macvittie, and then,
after renewing his invitation to visit him at the clachan of
Aberfoyle, he went away.
Frank called at an apothecary's to get his wound dressed, and
then went to dine with the Bailie. Frank related his meeting
with Rashleigh, and mentioned what he had learned from
Campbell ; to which the Bailie and Owen listened with amazement.
He then asked the worthy magistrate's advice regarding
the propriety and safety of visiting Campbell. The Bailie,
highly pleased at being consulted, thought that it would be advisable,
that Frank should leave Glasgow for a while ; and
described the Highlanders as an uncivilized and lawless set:
That Robert Campbell alias Rob Roy Macgregor, was once a
great drover, or grazer and dealer in cattle, a business followed
by gentlemen of property in the Highlands, and had by his
bold speculations suffered some severe losses, which so reduced
him that he became a levier of the black-mail, a customary tributary
tax, imposed by those lawless depredators, of four pounds
Scots on one hundred pounds of vauled rent, to secure property
from Skaith, or to recover any cattle that were stolen: That any
one refusing to pay this tribute was certain of being plundered
by Rob, who could raise five hundred men, all devoted to his
service ; and that, although Morris suspected him of the robbery,
he was afraid to accuse him. The Bailie added, That as Frank's
father, had granted bills for a great quantity of wood bought in
the Highlands, which he had no means of retiring, unless the
assets and money carried off by Rashleigh to some of the Highland
haulds could be recovered, and that it was in Rob Roy's
power to de this if he liked ; but as this could not be done in
time to save his father's credit, that he had got three individuals
in Glasgow to advance a sum sufficient for the purpose. The
Bailie undertook to accompany Frank to Aberfoyle, where, by
representing the matter to Rob, who had a good heart, he hoped,
through his means, to gain possession of it.
Accordingly, next morning, at five o'clock, he was equipped
in his trot-cosey, jack-boots, and other riding-gear, ready to
mount, when Frank arrived at his door. After some delay,
occasioned by the knavery of Andrew Fairservice, and by the
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Bailie's housekeeper. Mattie, tying a silk handkerchief round
her master's neck, they out for the Highlands, and the party
in due time arrived at the clachan of Aberfoyle.
Having drawn up their horses at the inn, the sound of several
voices made them hesitate to alight; at last they rapped, but
the landlady refused to admit them, saying, " h e r house was
ta'en up wi' them that wadna like to be intruded on wi' strangers."
The Bailie was unwilling to enter; but Frank insisted, that he
must have some refreshment, and therefore ordered the horses to
be put into the stable. On entering the principal room of this
paltry inn, they saw a blazing fire of turf, near which sat three
men, drinking and engaged in conversation ; two of them dressed
in the Highland costume, and the other in the Lowland, all boldlooking, stout,men, equipped with swords and pistols, and their
naked dirks were stuck upright on the table, while another
Highlander lay slumbering on the floor. Frank and his two
comrades having seated themselves near the fire, desired the
landlady to give them something for supper. The three men
turned round, and after staring at them for a few minutes, one
of them asked how they could have the assurance to break in
upon "gentlemens that had taken up the public-house on their
ain business." Frank and the Bailie apologized, by saying that
they meant no offence, and had come to the inn to get some refreshment,
but this explanation not satisfying them, the Highlander,
unsheathing his broad-sword, desired them to draw ; and as they
were three to three, he advanced to Frank, who put himself in
a posture of defence. The other Highlander, with his sword
drawn, confronted the Bailie, who in vain tried to pull out his
sword, which was so rusted in the sheath from long disuse, that
he was forced to look about for some other weapon of defence.
However, as a substitue, he drew a red-hot poker from the fire,
and brought it against his antagonist with such effect, that he
set his plaid in a blaze. Andrew immediately took to his heels,
and his antagonist, the Lowlander, crying out, " f a i r play,"
would take, no part in the fray, but remained neuter. Frank
and the Bailie were still maintaining the contest, when the peeping
Highlander, who was no other than Dougal, the, turnkey,
started up to their assistance, and said he would " fight for
Bailie Jarvie," at the same time he attacked his countryman.
This auxiliary, with the assistance of the Lowlander, soon succeeded
in separating the combatants, and in effecting a reconciliation
between the parties, the Bailie promising to send the
Highlander a new plaid to replace the one he had burnt. When
supper was nearly ready, Frank missed Andrew Fairservice,
who had not been seen since the beginning of the fray, and he
was going out to seek him in the stable, when the landlady took
him aside, and put into his hand a written communication from
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Rob Roy to this effect : That he durst not meet the Bailie and
him at the clachan of Aberfoyle, as the night-hawks were abroad ;
but that the bearer of the letter was trusty, and would guide
them to a place where he could meet them with safety. —In the
stable he found Andrew, who was in great dismay, as he had
seen one of Rob's gillies give the letter to the landlady for his
master. During supper, Frank overheard them concerting the
best means of catching Rob Roy, and expressing their impatienc,
for the arrival of some red-coats, who were to assist them. Their
discourse was interrupted by the entrance of an officer, who inquired
if they were the gentlemen he was appointed to meet with
there; and, on their answering in the affirmative, he shewed
them a warrant which he had received, " to search for and
arrest two persons accused of treasonable practices." On looking
at the Bailie and Frank, he observed, that they answered the
description exactly; and, notwithstanding their protestations to
the contrary, he caused them to be searched. The only paper
found on Frank was Rob Roy's letter, which made the officer
suspect that they were his confederates, and therefore he ordered
them into custody till further inquiry.
Frank and his companion having retired to rest, they were
roused from their slumber in the middle of the night, by the
noise of soldiers dragging in a culprit. This prisoner was poor
Dougal, the ex-turnkey, whom they found, on examination, to
be one of Rob Roy's accomplices, and by his own confession to
have parted with him about an hour before. The officer threatened
to hang Dougal on the next tree unless he discovered Rob
Roy's retreat, and a piece of cord being actually prepared before
his eyes, the poor creature was obliged to consent to conduct
them. Having drawn up his men, the officer forced Frank and
the Bailie to join them, and then the whole set out under the
guidance of Dougal. The road was at first open, but it afterwards
took a winding direction among the hills, and led to a
narrow pass, scarcely sufficient to admit the troops. Here they
made a halt, as they found a commanding position of the path
before them occupied by Highlanders, and heard the sound of
bagpipes in their rear ; but Captain Thornton, the officer, having
resolved to force the pass, seized his pike from one of the soldiers,
and putting himself at their head, gave the word to march forward.
The party had advanced within twenty yards of the spot
which was occupied by the enemy, when they observed the
Highlanders, with their bonnets and long guns, crouching among
the brushwood on the eminence, and were stopped by the sudden
appearance of a female on the summit of a rock, who ordered
them to stand, and demanded what they sought in the country of
the Macgregor. Captain Thornton replied, that he came in
search of Rob Roy Macgregor Campbell, and if any resistance
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was made to prevent him, he was determined to force his way.
The strange female, who was no other than Rob's wife, told
him, that, not content with depriving her and her family of every
comfort, they were now come to seek their lives; but notwithstanding
her remonstrances, the Captain ordered his men to march
forward, and the soldiers were attempting to gain the ascent, when
a volley of musketry from the heights killed three of the soldiers.
The king's troops returned the fire of their concealed enemies,
but with little effect; yet, being overpowered by numbers, they
at last laid down their arms, and submitted at discretion. During
the conflict, Dougal and Frank had escaped from danger, by
creeping into a thicket which overhung the road, and then
ascended the rocks ; but the Bailie, in clambering up after them,
had fallen down, and would have perished, had not the branch
of a tree caught hold of his coat, and supported him in a hanging
posture. Here the worthy magistrate dangled like the pendulum
of a clock, till he was observed by Dougal, who, by cutting the
tails from his coat, extricated him from this perilous situation.
When the battle was over, Frank sallied out to see what was
become of his companions, and, having descried the Bailie sitting
under the covert of a rock on the bank, ascended up the height
till he reached his friend. On looking around, they saw Andrew
Fairservice surrounded by some Highlanders, who stripped him of
all his wearing apparel, and gave him some old clothes in return.
Frank and the Bailie were dragged from their retreat, and would
likely have shared the fate of Andrew, had not Dougal prevented
it. They were carried before Helen Campbell, whom the Bailie
accosted as his cousin, and endeavoured to prove himself her
kinsman, by mentioning a long list of ancestors ; at the same
time expressing his regret, that any of his relations should have
disgraced themselves by becoming freebooters. Helen disdained
to acknowledge him as her kinsman, and, being piqued at the
reproaches he had uttered, gave orders to throw Frank and the
Bailie into the adjoining loch ; but at this crisis Dougal interposed
to save their lives. He had scarcely finished his supplications
intheirfavour, when the sound of a pibroch was heard at
a distance, and instantly a troop of thirty Highlanders came towards
them. They brought the melancholy news, that her husband
was taken prisoner by Galbraith's militia ; but that his men
had carried off a captive, whom they intended to keep as an
hostage for Macgregor's safety. This hostage was Frank's
accuser, Morris, whom Helen commanded to be dragged before
her; and he, anticipating the fate which awaited him, pleaded
hard for his life, and protested that he was only the agent of
Rashleigh. However, the vindictive Helen would not listen to
his entreaties ; but commanded him to be rolled in a plaid, with
a stone round his neck and thrown into the adjoining lake. Her
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orders were instantly executed, and the poor wretch sunk to rise
no more.
Helen Macgregor now ordered Frank before her, and interrogated
him. On his giving satisfactory answers to her inquiries,
Helen said, that being a neutral person, he was not liable to be
detained a prisoner, and therefore she would send him with a
message to the commander of the party who had taken her husband.
The purport of this communication was, that if her enemies
put to death, or even maltreated, Rob Roy Macgregor
Campbell, she would not only take vengeance on the whole
country, but slay all the prisoners in her possession. After some
explanation on the subject, Frank, attended by Andrew Fairservice, having Rob's youngest son for a guide, travelled a considerable
distance, before he arrived at the station of the king's
troops, where he found the Duke of Montrose, and delivered the
message. He immediately ordered the prisoner to be brought
before him, and Rob made his appearance, with his arms buckled
tight down to his body with a horse-girth, and on each side a
non-commissioned officer had a hold of him, besides a file of men
before and another behind, with their bayonets fixed, to prevent
the possibility of his escape.
On entering, he bowed to the Duke, who observed, that it
was long since they had met, and accused him of being the oppressor
and terror of the country by his depredations ; but that
he was now drawing near the end of his career. Rob, in turn,
accused the Duke of being the author of his misfortunes, by
driving him to that kind of life which he now led, and said, that
if he suffered death, many would lose their lives in return.
In order to secure the prisoner, the Duke had caused him to
be placed on horseback behind one of the strongest men in the
troop, whose name was Ewan of Brigglands, and both were
buckled on so tightly, that it was impossible for Rob to escape.
The cavalcade pursued their journey, till they came to a ravine,
down which one horseman only could descend after another in
succession ; and while apart from the rest, Rob whispered to his
companion, that it was barbarous " t o carry an auld friend to
death like a calf to the shambles
begging him to cut the thong
which bound him. After much solicitation, Ewan cut the leather
while they were crossing the Forth, and his prisoner slipped from
the horse and plunged into the river. The Duke had reached
the opposite side, and, by the waning light, was engaged in putting
his troops in order as they landed, and directing the prisoners
to be brought over when he heard the plunge. He immediately
suspected the cause, and finding on Ewan's landing, that
hit suspicions were verified, he cried out, " Rascal, where's the
prisoner ? " and then fired a pistol at him, vociferating, " Gentlemen,
disperse and follow him; a hundred guineas to him that
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secures Rob Roy," All was confusion; some of the troopers
fearlessly rushed into the water, while others rode up and down
the banks to discover where he would land, and firing at every
object which attracted their notice ; but, as a great part of them
wished to favour his escape, the search was not made with sufficient
eagerness. A t one time, being closely pursued, he disengaged
himself from his plaid, which he allowed to float down the
stream and deceived his pursuers. However, the evening began
to grow darker, and the banks so precipitous, that it was found
impossible to continue the pursuit. The commanding officer
therefore, ordered a retreat to be sounded. Frank now heard
some one inquiring where the English stranger was, and then exclaiming
that he had given R o b Roy the knife to cut the belt.
This exclamation was followed by threatenings of vengeance On
him, and finding there was some risk of his being shot on the
spot, he leapt off his horse, and hid himself in some bushes.
When the noise of the troopers had subsided, and all was quiet,
Frank left his hiding-place, with the determination of making
the best of his way to Aberfoyle. On his way thither he was
overtaken by two strangers on horseback, one of whom accosted
him, and inquired, in the English tongue, where he was bound
for, and if the passes were open. Frank, who had been whistling,
told where he was going, but could not say whether the passes
were open or not, and advised them to turn back, as there had
been some disturbance in that quarter. After somefurtherconversation,
the other rider said, in a voice, which vibrated through
all his nerves, " W h e n M r Francis Osbaldistone does not wish
to be discovered, he ought to refrain from whistling his favourite
airs." Frank discovered the last speaker to be Dianna Vernon,
who was disguised in a horseman's cloak. Some conversation
ensued, in which Frank discovered his jealousy of her companion.
Miss Vernon took out a small case, which she gave to Frank,
telling him it was the property that Rashleigh had carried off
from his father, and which he had been forced to give up. She
then, after many expressions of endearment and sorrow, with tears
in her eyes, bade him farewell for ever, and rode off with her
companion, leaving poor Frank in a state of stupefaction.
On recovering from his stupor, Frank, feeling a strong desire
to see her again, quickened his pace to reach Aberfoyle, where
he supposed they must stop for the night. While hurrying forward,
he was accosted, in a deep voice, by a Highlander, with,
" There's
a braw night, Maister Osbaldistone;" and in the
speaker he immediately recognised Rob Roy, who had got clear
off from his pursuers. Frank congratulated him on escaping from
his enemies. Rob inquired the particulars of all that had happened
to him since he left Glasgow, and Frank recounted the affray
at the clachan of Aberfoyle the arrest of the Bailie and himself by
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Captain Thornton, the skirmish at the pass, and, lastly, the
recovery of his father's property from Rashleigh.
Rob was highly diverted on hearing the Bailie's exploits with
the red-hot poker at Aberfoyle, and observed, that his cousin,
Nicol Jarvie, had got some good blood in his veins, although
bred to a mechanical business. He told Frank, that his enemies
were laying snares to catch him (Rob Roy) on his return from
Glasgow, of which he had been apprized ; therefore he found it
impossible to meet the Bailie and him at the clachan of Aberfoyle.
They had nearly reached the village, when three armed Highlanders
sprung upon them ; but Rob uttering the word Gregarach
they recognised him, and burst into joyful acclamations. After
an extravagant but kindly embrace, two of them ran off to communicate
the pleasing intelligence ; and so speedily did the information
spread, that, before Frank and he could reach the inn
at Aberfoyle, they were surrounded by a multitude. When Rob
had satisfied the curiosity of his friends, by relating the story
above a dozen times, they were suffered to enter the house, where
they found the Bailie seated at the fireside. The welcomes,
apologies, and congratulations, being over, the Bailie, after filling
up a stoup of brandy, which held above three ordinary glasses,
drank it off to the health of Rob and his family, and then began
to descant on the impropriety of Rob's bringing up his sons in the
same wicked ways with himself; and he proposed to take them,
without any apprentice-fee, and to discharge the debt of 1000
pounds Scots which he owed him. Rob, in high indignation, rejected
the proposal; and ordering one of his retainers to bring in
his sporran, he took out 1000 pounds Scots, which he gave to the
Bailie. With great formality the Bailie produced the bond for
the debt, regularly discharged, which he wished to get attested
by witnesses; but Rob laid hold of the paper, and threw it into the
fire, saying, it was the way he settled accounts in the Highlands.
Next morning, the Bailie was observing, that they should immediately
set out for Glasgow, when Rob entered, and persuaded
them to visit his abode. Frank learned from Rob, that Rashleigh,
finding he could not get Diana, and then being obliged
to give up Mr Osbaldistone's papers, was so irritated, that he
posted to Stirling, and betrayed all the plans of KingJames'adherents
to the commander, who was induced to send the detachment
by whom Rob was taken prisoner. Rob concluded his information
with the most deadly threats of vengeance on Rashleigh,
and at the time, frowning darkly, he grasped the handle of his
dirk. They had now proceeded along the sides of the Lake
about six miles, when they came to a number of Highland huts,
and found a numerous party of the Macgregors assembled to receive
them, with Rob's wife and two sons at their head. Helen
gave them a kindly but dignified welcome, and apologizing for
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the rough manner in which they had been formerly treated, invited
them to partake of a plentiful repast on the Green. On
rising to take their leave, Helen bade the Bailie farewell, and
then turning to Frank, put into his hand a ring, which, she said,
had been given to her by Miss Vernon, accompanied with these
words, " Let him forget me for ever." At a late hour they
arrived in Glasgow; and Frank, after consigning the Bailie to
the care of Mattie, proceeded to his former residence, where he
found there was still a light in the window. On knocking, the
door was opened by Andrew Fairservice, who, giving a loud cry
of joy, ran up stairs, and Frank followed him into a parlour,
where, to his great surprise, he found his father and Owen, both
of whom embraced him tenderly. Mr Osbaldistone, who had
arrived in London shortly after Owen left it, only waited there
till he collected sufficient funds to pay every demand on the house,
which, from his extensive resources, he easily accomplished, and
then had posted to Scotland for the purpose of bringing Rashleigh
to justice, and putting his affairs in order in that quarter. His
arrival with sufficient funds to fulfil all his engagements was a
dreadful blow to Macvittie and Company, who tried, by the
most servile apologies, to gain his favour; but he paid the balance
owing them, and closed their account.
Andrew Fairservice, who, after undergoing an examination,
had been sent back to Glasgow by the Duke, only reached the
inn a few hours before Frank, gave such an account of the dangerous
situation of his master to Mr Osbaldistone, that he resolved
to set out for the Highlands in the morning, and endeavour to
get his son liberated.
Next day Mr Osbaldistone waited on Bailie Jarvie to thank
him for his kindness, and for the trouble he had taken to recover
the papers, and then offered him that part of his business which
Macvittie and Company formerly transacted. The Bailie accepted
the offer with gratitude; and, after conversing a while
with Mr Osbaldistone, took Frank aside to request of him not to
speak a word about the queer adventures they met with in the
Highlands; for if Bailie Graham heard of him fighting with
Highlandmen, and singeing their plaids, and the suspension by
the coat-tails, " it wad be a sair hair in his neck as lang as he
lived."
As the object of their journey was accomplished, Frank and
his father, after spending a comfortable day with Bailie Jarvie,
took their leave, and began to prepare for leaving Glasgow. The
Bailie continued to thrive in business, adding to his wealth and
credit, and, in due time, attained the office of chief magistrate,
but, growing tired of the life of a bachelor, hemarriedhishousekeeper,
Mattie, whom he considered to be a proper wifeforhim,
because " s h e was akin to the Laird of Limmerfield."
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One morning, before M r Osbaldistone and Frank had left
Glasgow, they were alarmed by Andrew Fairservice bursting into
the parlour, to communicate the intelligence of a rebellion having
broken out in the West Highlands to restore King James ; that
the clans had all risen to a man, and that Rob Roy and all his
petticoat bands would be there in twenty-four hours. Andrew's
news was not without foundation, for it proved to be the beginning
of the great Rebellion of 1715, which was headed by the Earl
of Mar, and involved in ruin so many noblemen and gentlemen,
both in Scotland and England. The rebellion having extended
to England, Frank's uncle, Sir Hildebrand, joined the insurgents;
but, lest his estates should be confiscated, he left it to all his sons
in succession, except Rashleigh, whom he cut off with a shilling;
and, in the event of their death, it was to descend to Frank. It
is somewhat strange, that all Sir Hildebrand's sons died, or were
killed, a short time afterwards. B y his uncle's will Frank
succeeded
to Osbaldistone Hall, and he set off, attended by Andrew
Fairservice ; but, as his right to the property was disputed by
Rashleigh, before going there, he called on his old friend Justice
Inglewood, the holder of his uncle's original will, from whom he
met with a kind reception. The will being produced after dinner,
rank found that every thing was correct; and when they had
nk a few glasses, the Justice insisted on a bumper to Miss
Vernon's health, which led to some conversation about that lady.
From him Frank learned, that it was Diana's father, Sir
Frederick
Vernon, who accompanied her to the Highlands, and who
had assumed the disguise of Father Vaughan at Osbaldistone
H a l l : that he was a rigid Roman Catholic, and had formerly
been tried and condemned for high treason ; but he made his
escape to France, and a report of his death was circulated, which
every one believed, until he returned to Britain as the agent of
King James: that Rashleigh, being privy to Sir Frederick's
concealment,
kept poor Diana in awe lest he should betray him to government:
that her father had solemnly engaged to Sir Hildebrand
that she should either marry one of his sons or take the veil, and
she had positively refused to marry any one of her cousins. The
loss of Diana, together with the wresting of the property of
Osbaldistone and Company from him, had so irritated Rashleigh,
that he deserted the cause of the rebels, and turned informer.
Frank having heard that Rashleigh was at M r Jobson's house,
in the neighbourhood, he, next morning, accompanied by Andrew
Fairservice, directed his course to Osbaldistone Hall; and on
drawing near it, the recollection that all its late inhabitants were
buried in the grave, excited in his mind those melancholy feelings
which local associations leave of those who are no more. When
they reached the Hall, Andrew knocked loudly at the door, at
which the aged butler, appeared, and inquired their business.
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Frank having explained to him the purport of Sir Hildebrand's
will, and his own right to inherit the property and mansion-house
of Osbaldistone Hall, the old man admitted them, though with
apparent reluctance. The butler asked where his honour would
please to have a fire lighted and Frank requested it might be put
on in the library; but he made many excuses, that the room
smoked, and that the daws had built up the chimney, in order to
deter him from going. However, Frank insisted on being instantly
shewn there, and the butler was forced to comply with his
orders. On entering the library, Frank was not a little astonished
at finding a good fire, and every thing having the appearance of
being lately occupied ; but, anxious to enjoy his own reflections,
he desired the land-steward to be called, and the butler, with
evident reluctance, withdrew to execute his orders.
As Frank knew of Rashleigh being in the neighbourhood, and
that he was capable of any desperate action, he made Andrew
Fairservice bring two stout fellows to guard the premises. After
convincing the steward, who had come immediately on receiving
the summons, of the validity of his titles to the property, Frank,
being left alone, sat down by the fire, and, in a reverie, uttered
these words: " Is this, then, the progress and issue of human
wishes ? " H e had scarcely finished these words, when a
issued from the other side of the room, and Diana Vernon presented
herself, leaning on her father's arm. Frank was almost
petrified with terror, as he believed them to be phantoms of his
own imagination, till Sir Frederick Vernon accosted him, and
begged he might protect them from the imminent danger that
threatened them. Frank replied, with great emotion, that he
could never forget their kindness in recovering his father's property,
and that no exertions would be wanting on his part to provide
for their safety. Sir Frederick now explained the causes
of his present situation ; that he had joined the Earl of Mar in
Scotland to support King James ; that he had afterwards followed
Lord Derwentwater into England; that, after the defeat at
Preston, he had retired northward, and taken refuge at Osbaldistone
Hall, till a trusty friend should find a vessel to convey
them to France. Sir Frederick then expatiated on his daughter's
virtues ; and having declared his intention to devote her to the
service of her Maker, he withdrew along with her behind the
tapestry.
After their departure, Frank fell into a long train of painful
reflections; at one time accusing Sir Frederick for his bigotry,
at another time Diana for yielding to his wishes; and, last of all,
himself for loving one who seemed determined not to become his
wife. In such a state of mind he could not sleep; and in the
middle of the night was alarmed by a loud knocking at the door.
This was occasioned by Justice Standish, who came with a warrant
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to apprehend Sir Frederick Vernon, Diana, and Frank
himself, for high treason. Frank having learned this intelligence,
informed Sir Frederick and his daughter, for whom he procured
the key of the garden, where they might hide themselves. "But
Rashleigh had observed their movements, and soon brought them
back into the house, where he also found Frank, who, he said,
must instantly quit Osbaldistone Hall, as he had come to take
possession of it. Rashleigh also told them, that he would convey
them away in his carriage to a place of safety; and, in the meantime,
dismissed Andrew Fairservice, to get rid of his blustering
noise. Andrew strolled up the avenue in search of a night's
quarters from an old acquaintance, when he fell in with a number
of Highlanders, who obliged him to tell them the late transactions
at Osbaldistone Hall. W h e n they heard that a carriage
was to carry away Diana, Sir Frederick, and Frank, they cut
down trees, and laid across the road, to intercept its passage.
W h e n the carriage, escorted by Rashleigh, had arrived at the
place were the Highlanders were, some of his attendants dismounted
to remove the trees, when a scuffle ensued betwixt the
two parties. Rashleigh attacked the leader of the band, who
wounded him severely; and, taking hold of him, asked if he
would beg forgiveness. " N o , n e v e r ; " said Rashleigh; upon
which his antagonist (who was Rob Roy) plunged his sword into
his bowels. Rob then handed out Miss Vernon fromthecarriage,
and conducted her and Sir Frederick into the forest, accompanied
by his troop of Highlanders. Frank then directed
his whole attention to Rashleigh, who was instantly conveyed
by the carriage to Osbaldistone Hall, and placed in an easy
chair till a surgeon should be sent for to dress his wounds. Rashleigh
begged that they would save themselves the trouble, as he
was a dying man; and, addressing Frank, declared, that he
hated him, for having thwarted him in all his projects of love,
ambition, and interest; and now that the estate would become
his, " Take it," he said, " and may the curse of a dying man
cleave to i t . " Shortly after, Rashleigh breathed his last. After
the funeral obsequies were performed, Frank repaired to London,
where he received a letter from Miss Vernon, informing him of
their escape under the guidance of Macgregor, towards the west
of Scotland, and their safe conveyance by a vessel to France,
where she was placed in a convent. Frank now determined, if
possible, to marry Miss Vernon; and having procured his father's
consent to the match, he succeeded in gaining her affections, and
making her his wife. They long lived happily together, a blessing
to all the country round.
FINIS.
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Rob Roy, the Celebrated Highland Freebooter; or, Memoirs of the Osbaldistone Family.
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Crime
Highlands
Jacobites
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This is a condensed version of Sir Walter Scott's historical novel (part of the Waverly novel series) <em>Rob Roy, </em>which was originally published in 1817. It appears to have been set in 1715, the year of the first Jacobite Rising.
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Scott, Walter, 1771-1832
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fiction
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Chapbook Date: 1841-1850
Chapbook Genre: fiction
Chapbook Publisher - Glasgow: Printed for the Booksellers
Fashion (Clothing): feather bonnet
Fashion (Clothing): Highland attire
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SIR JAMES THE ROSE,
AN OLD
SCOTTISH
Tragic Song.
GLASGOW:
PRINTED FOR THE BOOKSELLERS,
11.
�SIR JAMES THE ROSE.
Of all the Scottish northern chiefs
Of high and warlike name,
The bravest was Sir James the Rose,
A knight of meikle fame.
His growth was like a youthful oak;
That crowns the mountain's b r o w .
And waving o'er his shoulders broad
His locks of yellow flew.
Wide were his fields, his herds were large
And large his flocks of sheep,
And numerous were his goats
Upon the mountain steep.
The chieftain of the good clan Rose,
A firm and warlike band,
Five hundred warriors drew the sword
Beneath his high command.
In bloody fight thrice had he stood,
Against the English keen,
Ere two and twenty opening springs
The blooming youth had seen.
The fair Matilda dear he lov'd,
A maid of beauty rare ;
Even Margaret, on the Scottish throne,
Was never half so fair.
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Long had he woo'd, long she refused,
With seeming scorn and pride;
Yet oft her eyes confess'd the love
Her fearful words denied.
At length she blessed his well-tried love,
Allow'd his tender claim;
She vow'd to him her tender heart,
And own'd an equal flame.
Her father, Buchan's cruel lord,
Their passion disapprov'd;
He bade her wed Sir John the Græme,
And leave the youth she lov'd.
One night they met as they were wont,
Deep in a shady w o o d ;
Where on the bank, beside the burn,
A blooming saugh tree stood,
Conceal'd among the underwood
The crafty Donald lay,
The brother of Sir John the Graeme,
To watch what they might say:
When thus the maid began, My sire
Our passion disapproves;
He bids me wed Sir John the Graeme,
So here must end our loves.
M y father's will must be obey'd,
Nought boots me to withstand;
Some fairer maid in beauty's bloom,
Shall bless thee with her hand.
Soon will Matilda be forgot,
And from thy mind effac'd;
�But may that happiness be thine
Which I can never taste;
What do I hear ? is this thy vow ?
Sir James the Rose replied;
And will Matilda wed the Graeme,
Though sworn to be my bride ?
His sword shall sooner pierce my heart
Than 'reave me of thy charms ;
And clasp'd her to his throbbing breast ,
Fast lock'd within his arms.
I spoke to try thy love, she said,
I'll ne'er wed man but thee;
The grave shall be my bridal bed,
If Græme my husband be.
Take then, dear youth, this faithful kiss
In witness of my troth;
And every plague become my lot,
That day I break my oath.
They parted thus—the sun was set—
Up hasty Donald flies;
And turn thee, turn thee, beardless youth
He loud insulting cries.
Soon turned about the fearless Chief,
And soon his sword he drew;
For Donald's blade before his breast,
Had pierced his tartans through.
This for my brother's slighted love,
His wrongs sit on my arm—
Three paces back the youth retir'd,
And sav'd himself from harm.
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Returning swift, his sword he rear'd
Fierce Donald's head above ;
And through the brain, and crashing bone.
The furious weapon drove.
Life issued at the wound—he fell
A lump of lifeless clay ;
So fall my foes, quoth valiant Rose,
And stately strode away.
Through the green wood in haste he pass'd
Unto Lord Buchan's hall—
Beneath Matilda's window stood,
And thus on her did call:
Art thou asleep, Matilda dear,
Awake, my love ! awake;
Behold thy lover waits without,
A long farewell to take.
For I have slain fierce Donald Graeme,
His blood is on my sword;
And far, far distant are my men,
Nor can defend their lord.
T o Skye I will direct my flight,
Where my brave brothers bide;
And raise the mighty of the Isles,
To combat on my side.
O do not so, the maid replied,
With me till morning stay ;
For dark and dreary is the night,
And dang'rous is the way.
All night I'll watch you in the park,
My faithful page I'll send,
�6
In haste to raise the brave clan Rose,
Their master to defend.
He laid him down beneath a bush,
And wrapp'd him in his plaid—
While trembling for her lover's fate,
A t distance stood the maid.
Swift ran the page o'er hill and dale,
Till, in a lonely glen,
He met the furious Sir John Graeme,
With twenty of his men.
Where goest thou, little page, he said,
So late ? who did thee send ?—
I g o to raise the brave clan Rose,
Their master to defend.
For he has slain fierce Donald Graeme,
His blood is on his sword;
And far, far distant are his men,
N o r can assist their lord.
And has he slain my brother dear,
The furious chief replies;
Dishonour blast my name but he
By me ere morning dies.
Say, page, where is Sir James the Rose ?
I will thee well reward—
H e sleeps into Lord Buchan's park,
Matilda is his guard.
They spurred their steeds and furious flew,
Like lightning o'er the lee;
They reach'd Lord Buchan's lofty tow'rs,
By dawning of the day.
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Matilda stood without the gate,
Upon a rising ground—
And watch'd each object in the dawn,
All ear to every sound.
Where sleeps the Rose? began the Graeme,
Or has the felon fled ?
This hand shall lay the wretch on earth
By whom my brother bled.
And now the valiant knight awoke,
The virgin shrieking heard ;
Straight up he rose and drew his sword,
When the fierce band appeared.
Your sword last night my brother slew,
His blood yet dims its shine;
And e'er the sun shall gild the morn,
Your blood shall reek on mine.
Your words are brave the chief returned,
But deeds approve the man ;
Set by your men, and hand to hand,
W e ' l l try what valour can.
With dauntless step he forward strode,
And dared him to the fight;
The Graeme gave back : he feared his arm,
For well he knew his might.
Four of his men, the bravest four
Sunk down beneath his sword;
But still he scorned the poor revenge,
And sought their haughty lord.
Behind him basely came the Graeme,
And pierced him in the side;
�8
Out spouting came the purple stream,
And all his tartans dyed.
But yet his hand dropped not the sword.
N o r sunk he to the ground—
Till through his enemy's heart the steel
Had forced a mortal wound.
Græme,
like a tree by wind o'erthrown,
Fell breathless on the clay!
And down beside him sank the
And faint and dying lay.
Rose
Matilda saw and fast she ran—
O
spare his life, she cried—
Lord Buchan's daughter begs his life,
Let her not be denied.
Her well-known voice the hero heard,
He rais'd his death-clos'd eyes;
H e fix d them on the weeping maid,
And weakly thus replies :
In vain Matilda begs a life,
By death's arrest denied;
My race is run—adieu my love,
Then closed his eyes and died.
The sword yet warm from his left side.
With frantic hand she drew;
I
come, Sir James the Rose, she cried,
I
come to follow you.
The hilt she lean'd against the ground.
And bar'd her snowy breast;
Then fell upon her lover's face,
And sunk to endless rest.
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Sir James the rose, an old Scottish tragic song
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Chapbooks - Scotland - Glasgow
Courtship and Marriage
Highlands
War
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'11' is printed at the bottom of the title-page
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1840-1850 per University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks
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Archival and Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario, Canada
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Isle of Skye, Scotland
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A tragic love song about the romance between a highland chieftain, Sir James the Rose, and the fair Matilda, the daughter of the Lord Buchan. When Matilda’s father discovers her love for Sir James, he does not approve of the match and instead bids that she wed Sir John the Graeme. When she goes to tell her lover, they vow to wed anyway, which is overheard by Donald, Graeme’s brother, who then attacks James. In defending himself, James kills Donald. When he tries to flee to Skye to rouse the clan Rose, Matilda bids him to wait and sleep in the park instead where she can watch over him and sends a page instead to find his kin. The page is captured by the Graeme on his way where he discloses the plan and location of Sir James. Graeme attacks James with twenty men but James defends himself valiantly, slaying several of the knights as well as the Graeme himself, although he himself is mortally wounded in the process. As James dies, Matilda commits suicide by throwing herself on James’ sword as well.
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University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks <a href="http://www.lib.uoguelph.ca/find/find-type-resource/archival-special-collections/scottish-studies">http://special.lib.gla.ac.uk/chapbooks/search/</a>
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8 pages
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Glasgow: Printed for the Booksellers
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Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario
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ballads & songs
biography
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Bruce, Michael, 1746-1767
# of Woodcuts: 1
Bib Context: title-page
Chapbook Date: 1841-1850
Chapbook Publisher - Glasgow: Printed for the Booksellers
Fashion (Clothing): feather bonnet
Fashion (Clothing): Highland attire
Fashion (Clothing): kilt
Fashion (Clothing): military
Fashion (Clothing): sporran
Gender: man/men
Occupation: soldier
Outdoor Scene
Weapons: gun(s)
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T H E
Battle of Rosline
FOUGHT ON T H E
Plains o fRosline,1303
TO WHICH
aRE
ADDED,
Jack
in
his
Element;
VIRTUE and WIT, the Preservatives
of LOVE and BEAUTY.
T H E L O V E R ' S SUMMONS.
G L A S G O W ,
Printed by J. & M. Robertson, Saltmarket, 1803.
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The famous Battle of Rosline, fought on the
plains of Rosline, Anno Dom. 1303,
aboutfivemilessouthof Edinburgh where
10,000 Scots, led by Sir John Cummin,
and Sir Simon Frazer, defeat in three
battles,
in one day, 30,000 of their enem
L
E A V E off your tittle tattle,
And I'll tell you of a battle,
Where claymore and targe did rattle,
At Rosline on the Lee.
T e n thousand Scottish laddies,
Drest in their tartan plaidies,
W i t h blue bonnets and cockadies,
A pleasant sight to see.
Commanded by Sir Simon Frazer,
W h o was as bold as Caesar,
Great Alexander never
Could exceed that Hero bold.
A n d by brave Sir John Cummin,
W h e n he saw the foes a coming,
Set the bag-pipes a bumming,
Stand firm my hearts of gold.
Ten thousand English advancing,
See how their arms are glancing,
We'll
A t Rosline on the Lee.
set
them all a
dancing,
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Like furies our brave Highlandmen,
Most boldly they engaged them,
On field they durst no londer s t a n d ,
They soon began to flee.
They rusht into the battle,
Made sword and targe to rattle,
Which made their foes to startle,
They fell dead on the ground.
Our army gave a loud huzza,
Our Highland lads have won the day,
On field they durst no longer stay,
See how the cowards run.
This battle was no sooner over,
Than ten thousand of the other,
Came marching in good order,
Most boldly for to fight.
Their colours were displaying,
Their horse foaming and braying,
Their generals are faying.
We'll soon put them to flight.
But our bowmen gave a volley,
Made them repent their folly,
They soon turn'd melancholy,
And stagger'd to and fro.
Our spearmen then engaged,
Their rage they soon asswaged,
Like lions our Heroes raged,
Dealt death at every blow.
For one hour and a quarter,
There was a bloody slaughter,
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4
)
Till the enemies cry'd quarter,
Andinconfusionflee.
Our general says don't pursue.
Ten thousand more are come in view,
T a k e courage lads, our hearts are true,
And beat your enemies.
Then thinking for to cross us.
T h e y rallying all their forces,
Both of foot and horses,
To make the last attempt
T h e Scots cry'd out with brav'ry,
W e disdain their English knav'ry,
W e ' l l ne'er be brought in s l a v ' r y ,
' T i l l our laft blood is spent.
W i t h fresh courage they did engage,
And manfully made for the charge,
With their broad swords and their targe,
Most boldly then they stood.
T h e third battle it was very fore,
Thousands lay reeking in their gore,
T h e like was never done before,
The fields did swim with blood.
T h e English could no longer stay,
In great confusion fled away,
A n d sore they do lament the day,
That they came there to fight.
Cummin cry'd, Chace them, do not spare,
Quick as
hound does chase the hare,
A n d many one fa'en prisoner,
That day upon the flight.
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5 )
T h e Douglas, Campbells and the Hay,
And Gordons from the water Spey,
So boldly as they fought that day,
With the brave Montgomerie.
T h e Kers and Murrays of renown,
T h e Keiths, B0yds and Hamilton,
They brought their foes down to the groun',
And fought with braverie,
Sound, sound the music, sound it,
Let hills and dales rebound it,
Fill up the glass and round we't,
In
If Scotsmen were always true
W e ' d make our enemies to rue ;
But alas! We're not all true blue,
A s we were in days of old.
J
ACK
IN His
E L E M E N T .
B
O L D Jack the Sailor, here I come,
pray how do you like my nib,
My trowsers wide, and trampers rum,
my nab and flowing jib ;
I sail the seas from end to end,
and lead a roving life,
A t every mess we find a friend,
at every port a wife.
I have heard them talk of constancy,
of g r i d and such like fun,
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I have constant been to ten, cry'd I,
but never griev'd for one,
T h e flowing sails we tars unbend,
to lead a roving life,
A t every mess we find a friend,
at every port a wife.
I have a spanking wife at Portsmouth gates,
a Pigmy at Goree ;
A n Orange Tawny up the Straits,
a Black at St. L u c i e :
Thus whatsoever course we bend,
we lead a jovial life,
A t every mess we find a friend,
at every port a wife.
W i l l Gaffe by Death was ta'en aback,
I came to bring the news,
Poll whimper'd sore, but what did J a c k !
why, stood in William's shoes! "
She cut, I chas'd and in the
she lov'd me as her life.
So she has got a loving friend,
and I a loving wife.
Come all you Sailors that do go
the unfortunate seas to rub,
Y o u must work, love, and fight your foes,
and drink your gen'rous bub ;
Storms that our masts in splinters tear,
can take our joyous life,
In every want we find a friend,
and every port a wife.
end
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V I R T U E and W I T, the Preservatives
of L O V E and B E A U T Y .
C
TUNE—KILLICRANKY.
Onfess thy love, fair blushing maid,
for since thine eye's consenting,
Thy safter thoughts are a' betray'd,
and na-says no worth tenting.
W h y aims thou to oppose thy mind,
with words thy wish denying;
Since Nature made thee to be kind,
reason
Nature and Reason's joint consent,
make love a sacred blessing,
T h e n happily that time is spent,
that's war'd on kind caressing.
Come then my Katie to my arms,
I'll be nae mair a rover ;
But find out heav'n in a' thy charms,
and prove a faithful lover.
S H E . ) What you d e s i g n , by N a t u r e ' s law?,
is fleeting inclination,
T h e n Willy- Wisp beguiles us a'
by its infatuation
When that goes out, caresses tire,
and lovers nae mair in season,
Syne weakly we blow up the fire,
with all our boasted reason.
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HE.) The beauties of inferior cast
maystartthisjustreflection;
But charms, like thine,mustalwayslast,
where Wit has the protecion.
Virtue and Wit, like April rays,
make Beauty rise the sweeter;
T h e langer then on thee I gaze,
my Love will grow completer.
THE L O V E R ' ' S SSU M M O N S .
R 3
UM
3.
A
R I S E thou mistress of my heart,
milirefs
and do not rae disdain :
me difciain
Come now and quickly take the part
of me your conftant swain.
constant ftvain.
T o you alone C am aaslave,
atone I am Have,
there's none on earth can ctuv,
cure,
T h e flame that in my bread I have,
have,
for you 1 do endure.
I
Come now dear nymph, and cafe the smart,
eafe
fmart,
of me your yielding swain ;
yo^r
fwain
My loyt for you now in my heart,
love
does constantly remain.
Now we in Hymen's bands will wed,
our hearts united be therefore,
In love we live without any dread,
love we live without any dread,
joys
in joys for evermore.
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The Battle of Rosline fought on the plains of Rosline, 1303 to which are added, Jack in his element. Virtue and wit, the preservatives of love and beauty. The lover's summons.
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Courtship and Marriage
Courtship and Marriage
War
Wit and Humor
Chapbooks - Scotland - Glasgow
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1803
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English
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Roslin, Scotland
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Jack in his element
Virtue and wit, the preservatives of love and beauty
The lover's summons
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8 pages
15 cm
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The first song is a celebration of the Battle of Rosline, which had occurred 500 years earlier. The song celebrates the bravery of the Scots who overcome 3 to 1 odds and route the English, featuring a romanticized depiction of medieval Scots fighting in tartan plaid and bonnets. The second song is the humorous portrayal of a sailor who has a wife at “every port.” The last two are love songs where young men declare their undying love to their sweethearts, with varying degrees of success.
Wikipedia entry for the Battle of Roslin (24 February 1303) <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Battle_of_Roslin">http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Battle_of_Roslin</a>
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University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks http://special.lib.gla.ac.uk/chapbooks/search/
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Archival and Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario, Canada
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In the public domain; For high quality reproductions, contact Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph. libaspc@uoguelph.ca, 519-824-4120, Ext. 53413
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Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario
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Glasgow: J. & M. Robertson
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ballads & songs
Architecture: house
Bib Context: title-page
Chapbook Date: 1801-1810
Chapbook Genre: ballads & songs
Chapbook Genre: battles/war
Chapbook Genre: wit & humor
Chapbook Publisher - Glasgow: J. & M. Robertson
Fashion (Clothing): belted plaid
Fashion (Clothing): bonnet (military)
Fashion (Clothing): Highland attire
Fashion (Clothing): kilt
Fashion (Clothing): military
Gender: man/men
Nature: hill(s)
Nature: tree(s)
Occupation: soldier
Outdoor Scene
Weapons: shield(s)
Weapons: sword(s)