negleckit about a great toun like this; and she could feed
bonnily on our lily lea by the burn side, and the hounds wad ken
her in a day's time, and never fash her, and Grace wad milk her
ilka morning wi' her ain hand, for Elshie's sake; for though he
was thrawn and cankered in his
converse, he likeit dumb creatures
weel."
Hobbie's requests were
readily granted, not without some wonder
at the natural
delicacy of feeling which
pointed out to him this
mode of displaying his
gratitude. He was
delighted when
Ratcliffe informed him that his
benefactor should not remain
ignorant of the care which he took of his favourite.
"And mind be sure and tell him that grannie and the titties, and,
abune a', Grace and mysell, are weel and thriving, and that it's
a' his doing--that canna but please him, ane wad think."
And Elliot and the family at Heugh-foot were, and continued to
be, as
fortunate and happy as his undaunted
honesty, tenderness,
and gallantry so well merited.
All bar between the marriage of Earnscliff and Isabella was now
removed, and the settlements which Ratcliffe produced on the part
of Sir Edward Mauley, might have satisfied the cupidity of
Ellieslaw himself. But Miss Vere and Ratcliffe thought it
unnecessary to mention to Earnscliff that one great
motive of Sir
Edward, in thus loading the young pair with benefits, was to
expiate his having, many years before, shed the blood of his
father in a hasty brawl. If it be true, as Ratcliffe asserted,
that the Dwarf's
extreme misanthropy seemed to relax somewhat,
under the
consciousness of having diffused happiness among so
many, the
recollection of this circumstance might probably be one
of his chief
motives for refusing obstinately ever to witness
their state of contentment.
Mareschal hunted, shot, and drank claret--tired of the country,
went
abroad, served three campaigns, came home, and married Lucy
Ilderton.
Years fled over the heads of Earnscliff and his wife, and found
and left them
contented and happy. The
schemingambition of Sir
Frederick Langley engaged him in the un
fortunateinsurrection of
1715. He was made prisoner at Preston, in Lancashire, with the
Earl of Derwentwater, and others. His defence, and the dying
speech which he made at his
execution, may be found in the State
Trials. Mr. Vere, supplied by his daughter with an ample
income,
continued to
resideabroad, engaged deeply in the affair of Law's
bank during the regency of the Duke of Orleans, and was at one
time
supposed to be
immensely rich. But, on the bursting of that
famous
bubble, he was so much chagrined at being again reduced to
a
moderate annuity (although he saw thousands of his companions
in
misfortuneabsolutely starving), that
vexation of mind brought
on a paralytic stroke, of which he died, after lingering under
its effects a few weeks.
Willie of Westburnflat fled from the wrath of Hobbie Elliot, as
his betters did from the
pursuit of the law. His patriotism
urged him to serve his country
abroad, while his
reluctance to
leave his native soil pressed him rather to remain in the beloved
island, and collect purses, watches, and rings on the highroads
at home. Fortunately for him, the first
impulse prevailed, and
he joined the army under Marlborough; obtained a
commission to
which he was recommended by his services in collecting cattle for
the commissariat; returned home after many years, with some money
(how come by Heaven only knows),--demolished the peel-house at
Westburnflat, and built, in its stead, a high narrow ONSTEAD, of
three stories, with a chimney at each end--drank
brandy with the
neighbours, whom, in his younger days, he had plundered--died in
his bed, and is recorded upon his tombstone at Kirkwhistle (still
extant), as having played all the parts of a brave soldier, a
discreet neighbour, and a
sincere Christian.
Mr. Ratcliffe
resided usually with the family at Ellieslaw, but