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lady seemed to be of the old school in meant to have drawn a lady. And Row. this respect, and left the octavos to the landson, too — isn't what is called spirit last. When he considered he had given in him often only vulgarity ? Look at that her sufficient time for a rapid examination, dreadful horse — there is no drawing in it Gibbs — with something of the feeling - a child eight years old ought to be with which a schoolboy opens bis playbox whipped if it couldn't do better. And look crammed with forbidden fruit before his at that man! Certainly bis women have master prepared to show her his treas- sometimes pretty faces, or rather prettier
“What an ass. I am!” he thought, than Cruikshank's, but he never drew a as he turned the key. “I have done lady either. And I can't admire your nothing wrong; and if I had, how could salmon-colored wrappers !" this girl know anything about it, unless “I dare say you are right,” said Gibbs she is a very witch!”
very meekly; he saw the cherished tradi“Ah!” said Samela as the lifted lid tions of years overturned in a moment, showed her the inside of the box; then without daring to fight for them. she swooped down and picked up the And now, may I really take any book brown calf covering in which the quarto I like for myself " she asked. had hitherto had its home. She opened Any one,” replied Gibbs, who began it; it was of course empty, and she asked to wish himself down the river with Archie. the question - why? - with her eyes, “But some of them are too valuable.” looking just tben so it seemed to the “ I wish they were more valuable,” said uneasy man - just a little like a school. Gibbs, feeling rather faint. mistress who was not quite saiisfied with “Well,” said Samela, “I shall not his conduct. · Yes," he silently repeated, trouble Messrs. Cruikshank or Rowland“ I am a fool - and now I shall have to son." She went back to the large pile and tell a lie about that book."
picked up one of the books she had looked "Ah!” be replied in a sort of echo to at before. It was a medium-sized, square, her exclamation. • An old cover; it vellum.covered volume, “ De Instituendo would do to bind something in.”. For the Sapentia Animo," by Mathew Bossus, life of him he could think of nothing bet- printed at Bologna in the year 1495. ter to say,
* May I have this one?” she asked. “I Samela looked at the thread by which like it for its beautiful paper and type, and the quarto had been held in its place and its old, old date." which Gibbs had cut, and then she put Gibbs with more truth than when he the cover gently down. And then he took had last spoken vowed that he was de. courage, and did the honors of his box. lighted that she should have it; and he He expatiated on the beauty and interest begged her to choose another, but this she of Cruikshank's etchings; he pointed out declined to do. Before carrying off ber how much the fine condition of the books prize she looked again at the old chest. It added to their value; he enlarged on the had evidently been made to hold valuables spirit and coloring of Rowlandson's plates, in; it was lined with tio and had a very and waxed eloquent on the exceeding rarity curious lock, which shut with a spring. of the salmon-colored wrappers. Samela But the queer ing about it was that the listened patiently to his oration, and when lock would not act when the key was in it, he had finished she made him stand and and Gibbs showed her how he had nearly hearken to a lecture from her.
put himself in a fix by laying the key in" I don't agree with what you say about side the chest when he was shutting it. Cruikshank,” said the fair monitress. “I“ I was just on the point of snapping the know it is the fashion to collect his books, lock," he explained, “when I remembered. and of course there are some of his etch. I don't suppose any smith about here ings that are wonderfully spirited and per. could pick that lock.” fect. I like some of those to Sir Walter's “Well,” said Samela as sbe prepared to
Demonology,' and there is another book march off, "I am very much obliged to of his which I don't see here" - looking you – for the tea, and for this charming about her — "his pictures in Grimm's book, which I shall value very much, and Fairy Tales,” — Gibbs nearly fell back. I am sure my father will too." She added, wards into the box " which are quite laughing, “I am afraid I read you a terrimarvellous bits of work; I mean those that ble lecture, but you must forgive me. I Mr. Ruskin praised. But I always think dare say I was all wrong. You know his women are disgraceful; and when he a woman never knows anything about means them to be pretty and ladylike he books." is at his worst; he must sometimes have After dinner Gibbs lit a big cigar and
strolled slowly down the glen in a medita. him, and which would pass away as similar tive mood. In some ten days his month lights had done before, and be little thought would be up and he would have to leave of afterwards? He was well past the rohis pleasant quarters. A week ago be did mantic age as it is called, and he was very Dot know that such a person as Miss comfortable as he was. Marriage, unless Prendergast existed in the world, and now the bride had some fair dower, meant give he was beginning to debate within himself ing up a good many pleasures - perhaps whether, before he went away, it would be some little comforts; salmon-fishing, for wise for him to ask her to be his compan- iostance, might have to become a thing of ion for the rest of his days. He had liked the past. “It's a devil of a thing to make her for so easily accepting his invitation, up one's mind about,” said Gibbs with a and it had been pleasant to him to look sort of a groan. So the man argued with at her as she sat so comely and at home himself; now he found a reason why be in the armchair by his fire. He thought should try to win Samela, now another in many ways — if she said yes - that why he should get away to his native land they would get on well together. Of the as quickly as he could. likelihood of her saying it he could form no These reveries had carried him a couple opinion. She might be already engaged ; of miles down the strath. He had just or she might be — for all he knew - -a turned when he heard voices before him, great heiress who would look with con- and soon in the deeper one recognized tempt on his moderate fortune. But as that of his faithful gillie, Archie. Gibbs there are more indifferently well-to-do peo. was in no mood to stop and talk to the ple in the world than wealthy ones Gibbs lovers; he felt sure that the weaker sagaciously concluded that the chances vessel would turn out to be Jane, and he were that she was not a great heiress. He stood off the road, in the deep shadow thought that probably the Prendergasts of some trees, to let them pass. The pair were not very much burdened with riches; were sauntering slowly along in very lovshe had no maid with her, and, manlike, erlike guise. he perhaps judged a little by the plainness “ He's after her - he's ay after her," and simplicity of her dress. But the father said Archie as they came within hearing: and daughter might be criminals flying * He's talking wi her, and laughing wi'
· ' from justice for all he knew. An attempt her, and painting wi' her, whenever he gets he had made to find out from which quar- a chance, but whether he'll get herior po ter of the globe the old man came from is a matter aboot which I shouldna like to had been at once nipped in the bud. In say. And I'm much mistaken if he isoa the event of success that old man would smoking wi' her! If I didna see a cigar be a drawback. Then Gibbs looked into in her mooth the very day we lost yon big the future. He saw a comfortable house fish at the General's Rock, I'm no Archie on a northern coast sheltered with wind- Macrae but some ither body!” This swept trees.
He saw a sort of double- scurrilous observation was founded on the barrelled perambulator in the outer hall, fact that on the afternoon in question, and a tall figure emerging from the draw. after being nearly devoured by midges, ing-room, with her hand to her lips — as if Samela had, at Gibbs's suggestión, tried to some one was asleep. Then he looked defend herself with a cigarette.“ Tobacand looked, but he could see no place for co ! wheu ! filthy stuff! it's bad eneuch in that old man; he did not see his shabby a man, but in a wummin You'd better wideawake hanging up anywhere, nor his no let me catch you at the likes of yon, spiky stick in the place where sticks were Jean, ma lass ! ” wont to be; he could not anywhere get a “ And do you think I'm going to ask glimpse of the green japanned knapsack. your leave when I want to do aught?” in* If such things should come to pass," quired the shrill voice of Jane. "For if thought Gibbs, “ I wonder if that old man you do you're wrang !- and bow'll you would care — when he was relieved of the stop me?” Then there was a sligbt scuffle responsibility of looking after his charm- and a slap and the two happy ones passed ing daughter — I wonder if he would care on. to make an expedition to Honduras or “ You old scoundrel !” muttered the inSierra Leone, and collect specimens of dignant master as he emerged from his his things in those parts. He would have place and continued on his way.
" See if then a fine field for his energies.” Then I don't sort you for that some day, you he thought of himself. Did he in reality sanctimonious old beast! I hope she'll wish for this change, or was it merely a comb your hair for you - what there's passing gleam of light which shone on I left of it - you long-legged old ruffian!”
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So the old saying was once more justified. "It used to be a good river, but it's gone Then Gibbs went home with a lot of res- all to grass now. olutions and arguments so jumbled up in “ Haven't you plenty of water?" inhis brain together that he was quite un- quired Gibbs. equal to the work of laying hold of any “Water ! that's the mischief of it, there's particular one and gettiog it out by itself. far too much! You wouldn't think a big
Much to his surprise our fisherman had stream like that would be affected by every a good night, and came down to breakfast shower, but it is - everlastingly jumping with quite an appetite. The old professor up and down ! You get to a pool and think had nearly finished - he was an early bird it is in pretty good order; you turn round
and he was just off on an expedition in to light a pipe, or tie a lace, or something, charge of a keeper to a loch some miles and when you look again it's half a foot away, where a remarkably fine specimen higher, and rising still! And when I ask of the Belladona Campanulista was said my gillie the reason, he points to a small to have its habitation. Never had he cloud away in the middle of Caithness and shown himself so crabbed and unsociable says that's it! Of course, nothing will as he did that morning. “Really," thought take; and indeed there is nothing to take; Gibbs, as he dug a spoon into his egg, those infernal nets get everything; they “one would think I had done the old gen- got over a hundred last Tuesday - several tleman some personal injury by the way he over thirty pounds! I saw the factor the treats me. But you had better be careful, other day and told him what a shame it my old cock! You little know what sort was, and he just laughed! The last time of a bomb-shell may be bursting inside I was there, when old Newton had it, we your dearest feelings in the course of a used to get our four or five fish a day, and day or two. When you find yourself, with here have I been slaving away from morna steerage ticket in your pocket, on boarding to midnight, nearly, for a fortnight, a P. and 0. en route for foreign parts, you and only got fifteen!” will perhaps be sorry that you didn't treat “Oh, come !” said Gibbs, “ that's not your new relation that was to be, rather so very bad, after all." better.” The old cock took this oration “Oh! that's all very well for you!” re. (which was delivered in camera) very torted the grumbler. '“ Look what you've quietly, and shortly after started for his done. In my opinion Scotlaod is played loch. “It might clear the
way if he got out for fishing. I shall go to Norway next into a bog — with no bottom to it," thought year; and I don't know that Norway is Gibbs, as he watched him slowly climbing not as bad.”. up the hill opposite. “He is probably Martingale picked up a couple of good beetle-catcher in general to some college fish that evening and so became a little - he would be a father-in-law to have !" more cheerful. He had been shut up by
On the whole he took a rather less rose himself for his two weeks and was conseate view of matters in the cold daylight. quently very full of conversation, which “ There is no doubt it would be a horribly was all about the great object of bis life – rash thing to do,” said he as he began to sport. Before dinner ended he had nearly fish his first pool,“ knowing nothing about driven old Mr. Prendergast frantic. them; I think I'll
then up came a “Seems a queer old gentleman,” he said fish and the line ran out and the reverie the next morning, as Gibbs and he started was ended.
a smoking constitutional down the strath. Not much of a sportsman I
fancy.” Gibbs thought he was not much Forty miles away over the hills was of a sportsman. acother river, rented by a man whom “ The daughter is a fine-looking girl, Gibbs knew. Had sport been good, noth- though she doesn't look as if she was ing short of an order from the war office his daughter. I say, old chap, you bad would have torn this man away from his better be careful what you are doing; water ; but his fishing had been poor, and these are rather dangerous quarters for a he had announced his intention of taking susceptible man like you u!" a holiday from Saturday to Monday and When Gibbs learut that his friend was spending it with his old friend. In due to honor him with a visit he resolved to time this gentleman, Captain Martingale, be most careful in not giving him a biot arrived, full to overflowing with grumbles as to the state of his — Gibbs's — feelings. and pity for himself.
Good fellow as Johnny Martingale was, he "I never
saw such a place," he ex. was hardly a sympathetic person to confide claimed as soon as they had shaken bands. Sin when the question at issue concerned a
As Quakers have been held to know he's a great beetle-hunter and orni. be incapable judges as to the morality of thologist? Well, I would try to get him any particular war because they are against some appointment in an out-of-the-way all wars, so Martingale's opinions as to part of the world to collect them, and any particular woman were worthless, for write home reports about them. The he was against all women-so far as government are always glad to get hold of matrimony was concerned. So Gibbs a scientific man; and lots of people would made this resolve. But instead of tight-help me, I know. I dare say your brother ing shy altogether of the subject and con- would ? " fining the conversation entirely to sport - Well
, I dare say Bill would do what he which he might very easily have done - could," said Martingale. " And where he allowed himself to hang about on the would you send him to ?” borderland, as it were, of the matter, and Oh, I thought of some hot country at before dinner time that Sunday the soldier first; but any out-of-the-way place would knew pretty well what there was to know. do. Oonalaska is a fine, healthy, distant In a solemn voice, and with many shakes hunting-ground, I believe; I was reading of his curly, head, be pointed out to his about it lately. friend the danger of the path which lay
what? inquired Martinbefore him. He explained - and really gale. to listen to him one would have thought “ Oonalaska - where the wolves are." he had been married himself half-a-dozen “ Wolves - what wolves ? times — all the disadvantages of matri. “Oh! you know — 'the wolf's long mony.
howl' – that place." Marriage,” said this philosopher, “Oh!” said Martingale.
“ And why climbing on to the top of a stone gate- do you send him there, - to be eaten pillar, and emphasizing his remarks with up? many waves of his pipe, “is a most seri. “No, no,” said Gibbs. “ But when ous matter." Gibbs climbed on to the top Samela and I are married - I mean if of the other pillar, and, facing his mentor, Samela and I are married – it would be a acknowledged the fact.
great nuisance to have him trotting in and “ You see,” said Martingale, “ so long out whenever be liked; and I believe this as a man is a bachelor he knows pretty place is pretty hard to get away from when well how he stands; but it is quite a dif. you are once there.” ferent thing when he's married.
“Is there anything for him to hunt ? " doesn't know then what his income is or inquired Martingale. which are his own friends and which are * Sure to be — in the summer; of his wife's. He can't go off at a moment's course in the winter he would have to notice — as we do, whenever he wants; vegetate — and write his reports.” he has to consider this and that and every- "Well, there may be something in it," thing. Look at old Bullfinch! I assure said the soldier, pondering over this sum. you he'd no more dare to pack up his mary way of getting rid of a possible things and come here or go to town for a father-in-law. “If the old boy is williog fortnight without his wife than he dared to go, it is all right; but I rather think jump off London Bridge."
you mayn't find it so easy to pack him off “Well, but," objected Gibbs, “Lady to such a place – he mayn't care about Bullfioch is such a caution! You don't wolves and vegetation." often come across a woman like that." “He may not,” said Gibbs with rather
“Don't you be too sure of that! She's a downcast face. married; they all lie low till they're mar. “I say, my dear fellow," cried Martin. ried, and then they make up for lost gale, nearly falling off his pedestal in his time.”
eagerness, “don't you be led into this! " I don't think Miss Prendergast would You don't know what it is! She has no ever be like Lady Bullfinch,” said Gibbs. money, you think? You won't be able to
“I'm not so sure of that — you never get away from home at all, and what will can tell. She's the son of her father you do all the time? Go out walks with she's the daughter of her father I mean Samela, eh? You'll get tired of that in
- and look at him! How would you like time.” to have that old customer about your “Oh, hang it!” interposed Gibbs, house for the next twenty years?” “ other people do it and seem fairly happy.
" Ah,” said Gibbs, glad to be able now I think there's something in a domesto defend his conduct from the charge of tic rashness; “I've thought about that! You | “Oh, I know what you mean!” inter
rupted Martingale. “ The curtains drawn, “They nearly all turn out Gorgons and the kettle boiling over, and the cat when they've got you; and it doesn't follow sitting on the hob, and you and Samela in that when a man says he doesn't care one armchair in front of it. You can't about smoking that he is telling the trutb; always be doing that; and what will you the wives make them say that. I'll tell do when all kinds of things break out in you what, Gibbs, if I was you I'd be the house at the same time? - measles, off.” chicken-pox, small-pox
“Do you mean at once?" “ You had better add scarlet fever and " I do,” said the counsellor, lookiog very cholera. People don't have those sort of solemn. things all at the same time.”
“Oh, hang it!” exclaimed Gibbs, “I “Don't they? You ask my old aunt; can't go till the end of my month." she'll tell you. She had scarlet fever and “ Look here,” said his friend, earnestly measles and whooping-cough and erysipe- considering," why not go to my place?" las when she was seven years old - all at “But your water won't carry two rods.” the same time. Think of your doctor's No, it won't. Well, now, supposiog I bills ! Think of all the servants giving came over here ?” notice at once ! Think of the cold mutton “ What! in my place ? ' and the rice pudding at two o'clock! And “Well, it would let you away.' not being able to smoke in the house ! “You abominable old humbug! cried And your horses sold! And a donkey. Gibbs, jambing his stick into the other's cart for the kids! And think of all their waistcoat, and nearly sending him over clothes! Oh, Gibbs, my dear fellow, for backwards. “I see what you're after ! goodness' sake don't be so rash!” You want Samela for yourself, and my
“Gibbs shifted uneasily on his gate- fishing as a little amusement into the barpost. " It sounds an awful prospect," he gain! I'll see you somewhere first !” murmured, with a very uneasy counte- When these two debaters on matrimony
came in to dinner, they found that they “ Nothing to what the reality would be,” were to be deprived of the society of retorted the philosopher. Then there was their only lady Samela had a headache a long pause, the two worthies sat in and was not visible. Perhaps Mr. Predsilence on their pillars, disconsolately dergast had not looked forward with much swinging their legs.
pleasure to his dinner that night, but if be “ Come, I say, Johnny,” said the would had known what he was to go through be wooer at last, a sudden light breaking while it was taking place, we think he
him. “It's all very well for you would have followed the example of his to sit and preach away like that; how do daughter without so good a reason. The you know so much about women?" conversation soon turned on sport, as it
“ Because I've studied them,” replied was sure to do when Martingale made one his mentor sententiously.
of the party.
If it had been earlier, bunt. “ I should like to know when you fishing would have been the topic to be dis. all the spring ; you shoot four days a week cussed ; if it had been later, shooting from August to February, and then hunt dowofishing held the field. till the fishing begins again. I'm sure I “ Ever fished in Sutherland ? "inquired don't know how you square your colonel. Martingale of the professor. When do you find time to study them ?" “No, sir, I have not,” replied he. “ Ah, that's it,” said Martingale, looking · Fishing is getting played out in Scot.
“ There's a good gap between land, I think,” went on Johnny. the hunting and fishing time, and then “ It is possible,” said the old gentle. there are two days a week over, not count. man.
“ The fact is of the less moment ing Sundays; and all the time you devote to me as I never intend to fish in Scotto those musty books I occupy in studying land.” the female woman."
“Ah,” said the other, who could hardly “ Then you've studied a bad sample. I conceive of any one not wishing to fish know a lot of men who have married, and somewhere. "I dare say you are right; I can't at this moment think of one who Norway is better, but Norway is not what has had all those diseases you reckoned it used to be." up, or who eats cold muiton, or who "Probably not," grunted the tormented doesn't smoke in the house if he wants to.” one. “ Can't you? Look at old Framshaw."
Newfoundland is better, but "Well, — but Mrs. Framshaw is a per- the mosquitoes are very bad there — eat fect Gorgon.”
you up; and then there's that place".