J. H. & W'B. 8-E A Jfi'', | PROPKIJW-DKS
ATLANTA. GA„ SATUMMY, OCTOhEI! 26. (878.
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Twiis a dreary stretch of a landless hay.
A nd nearer the srray rocks piled up hiah.
With ragged crests where the sea-birds cry:
And there,at the base in the sea-weeds, j
Listed the wave's wild way.
The cartii hath song, and 1 lie sea hath song;
And the last, is a bitter strain,
As souls were alive, a struggling throng.
In a crystal prison of pain.
True to the King.
By T. C.
On the western borders of Scotland lies a lake
whose shores and waters have witnessed many
a deed of heroism tol l in song and story to this
day at the gathering fit the clans. It is not a
large sheet of water, bnt turbo lent at times with
out apparent cause, for the rugged banks that
shut it in, as it were, from the lair Scottish sky,
serve to keep the storm winds away. There is
a legion that tries to explain the phenomenon;
but even that has ceased to secure listeners,and
though the lake has a geographical name, it is
there known as Loco Wild, or, the wild lake.
A few Scottish peasants lived on the rocky
shore; but as they were at one time accused of
giving shelter to persons suspected by the crown,
James III sent his soldiers, who destroyed the
huts, and drove the inmates into exile under
the royal ban. But Lcch Wild continued to be
the theatre for daring exploits.
Henry VIII once proclaimed war against Scot
land and its king, the young James V., a youth
of fifteen, but resolute and determined. The
English landed in great numbers on the western
border, and Loch Wild was destined to become
the scene of landing events. James was too
independant when the best interests of his conn- i
try were at stake; be cut loose from the nobles
who had long led the Scottish armies, at the
head of wLieti he placed one of his tavorites
and a man of less note.
T'.’ •troop- ’■e'ltofc" aihnsiastsc and
er to be lead against the English, halted aghast
at the insult implied by tkecfaangeol command
ers. They stubbornly refused to light, and at
the raid of Sol way Moss,ten thousand laid down
their arms and surrendered to five hundred En
glish, without striking a blow. But there were
a few who remained true to the headstrong
young king, and they beat the English back at
several of the places, and inflicted great loss
upon them. But their victories, gained with
true Caledonian heroism, cculd not wipe out
the disgrace just referred to.
Among the gallant few who remained true to
James, was a young Highlander, named Dnn-
cau, who at the head ol his clan chastised the
English quite severely in the vicinity of Loch
Wild, and so incensed their king that he imme
diately offered a large price for his head. But
none of Duncan’s friends ventured to turn trai
tor and disclose his hiding place, and the rude
English soldiery over-ran the whole western
border, committing all kinds of outrages on the
patriot people; torturing young and old in their
zeal to get the Duncan head. It was rumored
that the fugitive had fled to the royal palace,
and James, dying’with grief,at the conduct ot
his troops, was commanded to give him up; but
the broken-hearted boy-king told Henry to
search the palace; only let him—James—depart
in peace. For once Hal was merciful, and the
palace was spared a pillage.
Near the close of a gloomy April day,a staunch
boat, containing five English soldiers, was sig
nalled by a man on the western shore of Loch
Wild, and the craft,was immediately headed to
•It looks like Dunkirk’s son—the lad who
promised to give ns intelligence of Duncan,’
said one of the soldiers as the personnel of the
stranger gradually became visible.
‘It is not he,’ answered the leader of the par
ty. ‘But who ever he is, he must have some
thing important to communicate.’
In a few minutes the boat touched the shore
at the stranger’s very feet, and the soldiers saw
a handsome young Highlander of five and twen
ty. He came to the edge of the water and ad
dressed the captain as he gallantly ,raised his
‘Whom do I address ?’ he asked.
‘Captain Grange of the Sussex Horse,’ was
‘Ah! the very man I seek. Captain Grange,
would you put your hands on the Duncan if for
tune threw him into your power?'
‘Aye, that I would!’ cried Grange. ‘For a
fortnight we have tracked the rascal, but not a
sight of his kilt have we obtained. Sir, if you
can lead us to him, on the nonor of an English
soldier, one half of his majesty’s reward shall
‘In faith, I can show the redoubtable Duncan
to your English eyes,’ tbe young Scot answer
ed. ‘I do not like the thought of turning trai
tor, but his capture will cleanse Loch Wild of
‘You are right, sir,’ said Grange. ‘But give
ns the Duncan and we will leave this part of
your country. Is he near ?’
‘Nearer than yon think, captain,’ was the re
ply. ‘Will you submit yourselves to my guid
‘If yon swear to show ns the hunted Dancan.’
The young Scot, with a smile, stepped into
the boat and pointed to the distant and rugged
eastern bank of the lake.
‘At last,’ Captain Grange said, turning to his
men. ‘Think ol the reward and pull like giants.’
The boat ent swiftly though the water, which
was in one of its turbulent moods. The Scot
stood in the prow with his eyes fixed npon the
shore ahead. He did not speak often; but di
rected the English with his finger.
A * '
m masculine voices within told them that men
i of the cIhd ol Colleen were there.
James Graham dismounted, and struck the
tour with the hilt of his sword. As it flew open
bugle blast startled him, and he heard a voice
j ring loud ai d clear upon the night air:
For ‘be King and Scotland! down upon the
Instantly the rattle of firearms and the clang
>f claymores startled the traitor. His band was
itticked by Duncan’s adherents. Arontid the
widow s home the fight raged with great turv;
j out tbe men of Colleen were too strong tor the
uiecreants; they dealt blows that could not be
! osi-'eu, and alter a while the victory was
iho few marauders that could, tl -d from the
, i p ld, and ultimately escaped, and the cheer of
victory that rose from Duncan’s men smote
their hearts heavily.
James Graham, wounded and bleeding, was
borne into the house, where from a pallet he
saw Duncan wed the beautiful Mary Colleen,
and then death put an end io bis plots and
Strange to say,after the fight nearly all search
j tor Duncan was abandoned, and, as the English
troeps were soon afterward withdrawn, he and
Mary were enabled to dwell in peace near the
1 .shores of Loch Wild.
At last, at Lis direction, the boat ran into a '
little cove from the foot of which a rough s'air-
way of rocks ascended to the top of the cliff s
‘Now you shall see him!’ the Scot sai•’< as with
flashing eyes he leaped upon the rocks. Then
fie turned upon the boat's crew.
‘Behold the hunted man!' he cried. T am he!'
Then an echoing laugh of triumph pealed i
from his throat, and the astonished so!fliers !
drew their swords. But the agile Scot was far •
up the rocky stair before the first, encumbered j
by his heavy armor, could leave the boat, and :
from a point above their heads they heard bun 1
give the war-cry of his clan,and shout aloud for
James and Scotland.
Chagrined and mad, the soldiers looked into j
each others faces, and cursed the man who had
outwitted them. And as they vented tneir epi- |
thets upon him, they found themselves on an i
unknown shore with a storm_about§ to “break j
over their heads.
Hit ill ( n ilie i of
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d from his
Not far from the scene of Duncan’s stratagem
stood one of those humble hut picturesque
homes which to-day beautify Scotland. It was
purely Scottish in its nature, and the vines that
shaded the door proclaimed the proximity of fe
male grace and loveliness.
About the time of the adventure justnarrvted,
) a company rode up to the cottage, and the lead
er dismounted. Entering the place, he remain-
| ed for a moment, then came to the door and told
j his troop to ride on, saying that he would meet
i them at a certain well-known pass within a giv-
i en hour.
‘I have sent my troops away,’ he said,turning
upon a lovely girl who stood at the only window
of the little room in which the Soot found him
self. ‘They are wild, reckless fellows, if they
are true to the King; but I did not want them to
He approached the girl as he spoke, and-halt-
ed near her side.
He was a tall, gallant-looking feilow, clad in
the brilliant costume of a highland trooper, and
strong enough to wield the great sword that
dangled at his side. She was not tall, but well-
formed and beautiful, with deep blue eyes that
proclaimed her gentle, and a white cheek that
told of great anxiety.
‘Then you have heard, Mary ?’ the trooper
continued, seeing that she was silent.
‘Heard ? No, James !’ and she looked into his
face with a strange mixture ot eagerness and
James Graham came nearer still, and took the
white hand that hung at her side.
‘He was our friend,’ he said. ‘Together we
fought the English; but the King hated him,
and for three weeks the English hounds have
trailed him everywhere.’
‘Ah! you speak of Duncan,’ Mary Colleen
cried, her eyes brightening, but his look drove
the flush away.
‘Alas !’ he said. They say that twenty English
fell before they cut him down.’
Instantly the girl’s face became deathly white,
and with a half-suppressed shriek, she grasped
‘Tell me what has happened to him 1’ she
cried. ‘Do keep nothing back ! In the name
of the love you seek, tell me all !’
Thus abjured, the trooper, with a triumphant
flasfiiug ot his black eyes, went on:
‘They caught him in M G
--thirty English dragoon -
god, cutting down one aft
horse t-R. Even after that the’
more found the brains of three m
Ah ! how t si on Id liked to have b
‘They overpowered him?'
‘Where is be now ?’
‘They 1 -ft his body in th
She did not Vipar the enhing of r'tn
for with a piercing shriek she rsele
arms, and f -el to the il,or like one
,-tricken with death.
J une:-: Graham smiled as he stooped and lift d
the fainting girl, whom ho bore to n cot at one
side of the little room. Then he sat down upon
the edge and commenced to r-store her to con
sciousness, all the while smiling triumphantly,
and admiring her pallid beauty.
At last the girl opened her eyes, and started
at seeing the horderman so near.
She waved him away, but he was reluctant to
‘Go, James !' she said, with a shudder. ‘I
will try to forget that yon deserted the King.’
A flush of anger mounted to his temples.
‘James Graham desert the king of Scotland ?’
‘Aye; at the raid of Solway Moss you gave up
‘Nay, James Graham,’ she interrupted, ‘we
are true to the King here. I will try to forget,
I say, that you deserted him.’
For a moment the trooper’s face grew livid; he
seemed angry enough to tear the girl from the
cot and fling her against the wall.
‘Who says that Tames Graham deserted the
King? Who dares to proclaim that he has turned
traitor to Scotland ?’ he cried.
The unexpected answer came from the door,
and Graham, starting violently, turned upon
He stood face to face to Duncan the Highland
er, the man whom he declared had fallen before
the English io M Gregor Pass.
‘I say you are a traitor, James Graham !’ cried
Duncan. ‘But an hour since I heard a boat
load of King Henry’s soldiers tell how zealously
yon were aiding their cause by hunting the
Highland patriots down. You have been hunt
James Graham stared aghast. All at once Dan-
can sprang upon him and deprived him of his
‘Go he cried, pointing to the door. ‘Go !
traitor to Scotland and her king—dying now in
his palace for the shame of such as you. Out
with you ! M iry here, spun; the love of the
traitor to his native clan !’
The trooper sullenly slunk from the house,
and Dancan broke his sword and flung it after
•Vengeance,’ was^the only audible word that
fell from his lips as he turned away.
Dancan answered with a derisive laugh.
Mary Colleen was the only daughter of a Scot
tish widow. Her father had fallen, trying to
beat the English back on the disastrous field of
Flodden, and his clan had taken good care ot the
little family since that fatal day. Prominent in ;
th<= clan,and loremost in the opposition to Brit
ish aggress on, stood youDg Duncan, tbe scion
of a go>d house on the w«s rn borders, and the
fearless champion of Scottish rights. Having
been app doted Colieen’s executor by the clan,
h;s duty brought him often to the cot'age, and
conseuuenth into Mary's presence. It ^there
fore, not strange that a mutual attaenment
should spring up betw -. n th ■ two young peo
ple, much to e dislike of one James Graham,
whom the reader has already met. This attach
ment soon ripened into ove, and the clansmen
hailed the >>e :h>d with demonstrations of de
light, tor Due m had become their leader, and
they loved bin .
The second invasion came, but it proved dis
astrous to Scottish hopes. James Graham
smiled with delight when he saw a price set on
his rival’s head. He sought the English by
stealth, and gave them information concerning
Duncan. Bat his treachery was known, and the
hunted mau himself had told Mary that he who
songht her Laud was a traitor to the King.
What promises the traitor might have finally
drawn from M iry. had not Duncan appeared,as
related in the last chapter, is not known, ihe
coming of the branded one ‘was most opportune,
and the Graham, b ilked in his purpose, slunk
away, vowing veng ance.
‘I was not at the pass last night,’ said Duncan
to Mary. ‘He toid you a base, treacherous lie,
and ali for some sinister purpose. Mary, the
man’s villainy shall not stand between us and
the night you have named ?’
•No. I am not afraid of him. But the Eng
lish, Dancan ?’
The Scot laughed till he saw her smile.
‘I can outwit them,’ he said. ‘This day five
gallant soldiers of King Hal rowed me across
Loch Wild. I told them I would show them
Duncan, and so I did,’
He laughed again to think how he had out
witted Captain Grange and his squad.
For a long time the lovers talked in the little
room, They did not cease until the widow
came in with a budget of news which was ea
gerly devoured by the fugitive.
‘James Graham rode by me cursing with all
his might.’ the old lady said. ‘He called me
something which I did not understand, so fast
he rode, and I toid him to whip himself with
the sword wfiich he surrendered at Solway
•That was right, mother. The meanest thing
on earth is a Scottish traitor!,
When Duncan left the little house the stars
were shining, and Mary watched him until the
darkness hid his manly form from view.
‘Steady my men! steady!’
The speaker was James Graham, and he rode
at the head of a band ot English soldiers and
Sco'ch troopers, that weie approaching the
The night was quite dark, and the horses
feet, well-mulflid, gave no warning of the cav
alcade’s approach. But eyes were watching it.
It was Duncan’s wedding night, and the
Scotch traitor had been credibly informed
that the ceremony would take place in the cot
tage at acerta’n hour.
Silently, and like so many dark spectres,
James Graham’s minions halted before the
Highland home. The curtains were drawn;
Miss Br; rid on‘s Curis'mas story is th
tic-toe Bong!:.' consisting ot eighteen ‘sprig- '
Gambetta is about to marry a widow, Mine.
Am and, with 50 000 francs.
The Hoc. Montgomery Blair made an address
at the Hartford County, Aid., Fair, Wednesday,
in which he said fie was a poor farmer, and to
prove bis assertion added, that although he
owned 1 000 acres of land, he purchased ali the
butter Lis family consumed.
Tbe Hon. George Bancroft, the great historian
is a rigid teetotaler, and firmly refused, in his
great pain and exhaustion, alter the recent run
away accident, to taste the wine prescribed
The Ohio Methodist Episcopal Conferei ce is
considering the conduct ot the R v. M. Spencer
of Athens, who frankly confessed that seeing
Miss Mamie Welsh asleep he kissed her until
she awoke and screamed.
An old man that was troubled with corns came
all the way to Baltimore in his stocking ieet to
see the circus.
Mrs. Jerk’s husband, according ton Washing
ton dispatch to the Pnilarielphia Times, has been
| appointed a temporary clerk in the Treasury
! Department. The same paper says that Col.
I Mosby has not jet gone to the scene of his du
ties in China, although he has been appc.inted
more than a month. He has drawn a quarter’s
■ salary and is still about Washington. He will
be a member of the President’s party in the lat
ter’s trip to Montpelier, Ya. the home ot James
1 Madison, on tbe 9th inst.
Miss Julia Corson is to conduct a course in
cookery before the Montreal Ladies’ Education
Mr. W. Gifford Palgrave, of the Fort-nightly
Review, is to be appointed Diplomatic Agent in
tha new principality ot Bulgaria.
Miss Katie Mayhew’s husband fought two San
Francisco editors because they alluded to his
actress wife in their paper as a ‘charming black
Some years ago a Dr. Lewis was driven out of
: Holly Springs, Miss., because of his political
; sentiments. When the yellow lever broke out
i there recently he hastened thither and aided the
sufferers until he was smitten down and died.
A young lady of Campbell county, Ky., chal
lenges any man to play her a game of croquet—
I stakes, a pair of striped stockings.
At Ottawa, Kan., on the 11th, Capt. Bogardus
; performed the wonderful feat of breaking 1,000
i glass balls in sixty-three minutes. His son Eu
gene, barely thirteen years of age, broke thir
teen consecutive balls with a rifle.
Miss Francis E. Wiliard, now in England ex
pects to return home in October, and to pRss
the coming winter in temperance work through
The Hon. Fayette McMullin will run in the
Wytheville (VaO Congressional race if he gets
but a single vote; he says he cannot be induced
When Peter Cooper was born tbe city of New
York contained 27,000 inhabitants. It now con
tains over 1,000,000, and Mr. Cooper is bat 88
years of age.
The lit. Rev. J. J. Keane, Bishop of Rich
mond, and Yicar Apostolic of North Carolina,
wiil soon visit Chailotte and other portions ot the
Old North State.
Mr. John Mitchell, who died recently in Mem
phis, was preceded to the grave by his wile and
two brothers. The two surviving children, aged
respectively six and seven, have been adopted
by their aunt, Maggie Mitchell, who finds much
difficulty in getting them out of the city.
Mr. Talbot, the Republican candidate for Gov
ernor of Massachusetts, has been known for
years, says the Woman’s Journal, as a sincere
friend of woman’s enfranchisement. He has
twice presided at suffrage meetings, and both
he and his wife have given practical aid to the
The Lor don announcement that Miss Helen
Taylor would offer herself for Parliament has
Mrs. C. M. Severance is Vice President for
California of the Chisholm Monument A.ssocia-
tion. Per-Severance, is their watchword.