of redeeming any part of my paternal property, and resolved to take Christie Steele's advice, as young Norval does Glenalvon's," although it sounded harshly."

CHAPTER V.

Mr Croftangry settles in the Canongate

If you will know my house,

'Tis at the tuft of olives here hard by.

As You Like It.

By a revolution of humour which I am unable to account for, I changed my mind entirely on my plans of life, in consequence of the disappointment, the history of which fills the last chapter. I began to discover that the country would not at all suit me; for I had relinquished field-sports, and felt no inclination whatever to farming, the ordinary vocation of country gentlemen; besides that, I had no talent for assisting either candidate in case of an expected election, and saw no amusement in the duties of a road trustee, a commissioner of supply, or even in the magisterial functions of the bench. I had begun to take some taste for reading; and a domiciliation in the country must remove me from the use of books, excepting the small subscription library, in which the very book which you want is uniformly sure to be engaged.

I resolved, therefore, to make the Scottish metropolis my regular resting-place, reserving to myself to take occasionally those excursions, which,

spite of all I have said against mail-coaches, Mr Piper has rendered so easy Friend of our life and of our leisure, he secures by despatch against loss of time, and by the best of coaches, cattle, and steadiest of drivers, against hazard of limb, and wafts us, as well as our letters, from Edinburgh to Cape Wrath, in the penning of a paragraph.

When my mind was quite made up to make Auld Reekie my headquarters, reserving the privilege of exploring in all directions, I began to explore in good earnest for the purpose of discovering a suitable habitation. "And whare trew ye I gaed?" as Sir Pertinax says. Not to George's Squarenor to Charlotte Square-nor to the old New Town-nor to the new New Town-nor to the Calton Hill; I went to the Canongate, and to the very portion of the Canongate in which I had formerly been immured, like the errant knight, prisoner in some enchanted castle, where spells have made the ambient air impervious to the unhappy captive, although the organs of sight encountered no obstacle to his free passage.

Why I should have thought of pitching my tent here I cannot tell. Perhaps it was to enjoy the pleasures of freedom, where I had so long endured the bitterness of restraint; on the principle of the officer, who, after he had retired from the army, ordered his servant to continue to call him at the hour of parade, simply that he might have the pleasure of saying—" D—n the parade !" and turning to the other side to enjoy his slumbers. Or perhaps I expected to find in the vicinity some little old

fashioned house, having somewhat of the rus in urbe, which I was ambitious of enjoying. Enough, I went, as aforesaid, to the Canongate.

-pah

I stood by the kennel, of which I have formerly spoken, and, my mind being at ease, my bodily organs were more delicate. I was more sensible than heretofore, that, like the trade of Pompey in Measure for Measure-it did in some sort—an ounce of civet, good apothecary!-Turning from thence, my steps naturally directed themselves to my own humble apartment, where my little Highland landlady, as dapper and as tight as ever, (for old women wear a hundred times better than the hard-wrought seniors of the masculine sex,) stood at the door, teedling to herself a Highland song as she shook a table napkin over the forestair, and then proceeded to fold it up neatly for future service.

"How do you, Janet ?"

"Thank ye, good sir," answered my old friend, without looking at me; "but ye might as weel say Mrs MacEvoy, for she is na a'body's Shanet umph."

"You must be my Janet, though, for all thathave you forgot me ?-Do you not remember Chrystal Croftangry?"

The light, kind-hearted creature threw her napkin into the open door, skipped down the stair like a fairy, three steps at once, seized me by the hands, -both hands,-jumped up, and actually kissed me. I was a little ashamed; but what swain, of somewhere inclining to sixty, could resist the advances

of a fair contemporary? So we allowed the full degree of kindness to the meeting,-honi soit qui mal y pense, and then Janet entered instantly upon business. "An' ye'll gae in, man, and see your auld lodgings, nae doubt, and Shanet will pay ye the fifteen shillings of change that ye ran away without, and without bidding Shanet good-day. But never mind," (nodding good-humouredly,) "Shanet saw you were carried for the time." By this time we were in my old quarters, and Janet, with her bottle of cordial in one hand and the glass in the other, had forced on me a dram of usquebaugh, distilled with saffron and other herbs, after some old-fashioned Highland receipt. Then was unfolded, out of many a little scrap of paper, the reserved sum of fifteen shillings, which Janet had treasured for twenty years and upwards.

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"Here they are,” she said, in honest triumph, just the same I was holding out to ye when ye ran as if ye had been fey. Shanet has had siller, and Shanet has wanted siller, mony a time since that-and the gauger has come, and the factor has come, and the butcher and baker—Cot bless us— just like to tear poor auld Shanet to pieces; but she took good care of Mr Croftangry's fifteen shillings."

"But what if I had never come back, Janet?" "Och, if Shanet had heard you were dead, she would hae gien it to the poor of the chapel, to pray for Mr Croftangry," said Janet, crossing herself, for she was a Catholic ;you maybe do not think