Dou's hall, provided Levingstone would go before and return with word from the porter, that the magistrate was in bed, and they should enter and leave his house without being seen by any one, even the porter. They were all outlawed; and however much they were disposed to befriend Levingstone, they would not risk their safety after depriving Lerwick of the power of getting on his legs again, till some one loosed him. Levingstone went before; knocked at the door softly; the watchdog barked; the porter awoke and came to the door, asking who was there.

Stay a wee, sir, till I get on my breiks, and I'se let ye in: but what's brought ye here sae late at e'en; its surely morning, or my lugs are cheating me, for I hear the cock i'the stable crawing."

The porter soon came to the door

half dressed; and Levingstone told him he had some friends from the country with a load, which he wished to leave in the hall till the morning, but his friends would not come farther than the hall, and would make no noise; and the porter got strict injunctions not to waken the magistrate Ilan Dou.

Levingstone returned to the smugglers, and told them how the matter had been arranged with the porter; and now again on these disinterested fellows' shoulders this lump of murderous wrath was borne, till it was laid down at the door of the magistrate's house.

Levingstone knocked, the door opened, and now he desired the porter to go and wake his master; and whilst the porter was gone, the pedler was brought into the hall; the captain shook hands with Levingstone, bade "God bless him,' and returned with his men to the cave to look after the man

they had missed, and then to put to sea again.

The magistrate was down stairs at the name of Levingstone as soon as the porter; but his astonishment at seeing Lerwick lying on the floor, fastened to a pole like a tiger on a giant's staff, was so great, that he asked "if it was all a dream, or if he saw Levingstone and that woful Lerwick with waked and opened eyes, and sober or illusive conemplation."

Levingstone soon convinced the worthy magistrate all was reality; and now, for 'twas just five o'clock of a dark winter's morning, the whole house is awoke by the joy of the porter: and the porter was instantly sent for the jailor and blacksmith; this man to make fetters large and strong for Lerwick, that to guard him in the house, till those fetters were ready.

The crowds that surrounded the

house the next morning were very great, and the smith's shop was crowded with people, to see how the chains were to be made for a murderer. And their curiosity was greatly excited by the way the pedler was brought to the magistrate's house; for as Levingstone declined telling how he had been assisted in securing Lerwick, one whispered to his neighbour, and another believed the illusion," that the deil brought him to the town tied to the tree like a wild cat on Glen Bowie Mor's claymore."

On the afternoon of this day, an investigation took place as to the escape of Lerwick. The good minister, the comptroller, the dominie, and many others were present; but it was particularly observed that Mon. Villejuive did not attend; however there were no very strong suspicions raised by his absence, since it was given out that he

was very ill. His sons, one of whom was eighteen and the other nineteen, came to town and joined Levingstone and his friends in the investigation; and when the pedler saw the sons of Villejuive, he cast upon them the most fiend-like look a human being could show.

Notwithstanding all the questions put to Lerwick, no reply could be got from him; he would not answer any question put to him: but the smith had the irons ready by the afternoon, and Lerwick was put into them, and laid on a cart, and carried to the tolbooth.

But as it was a suspected wretch that was going to jail, the carter who was employed to carry him, employed another who was not famed for mercy to his horse, for the poor animal had its hair worn off, and was also lean of flesh without any care having been used to keep it in a condition to do