prophecy or anither. So she disna 'aye gang the straight road to the well.-But deil o' sic a story as yours, wi' glamour and dead folk and losing ane's "gate, I' ever heard out of the tale-books ! But whisht, I hear the keeper coming."

Mac-Guffog accordingly interrupted their discourse by the harsh harmony of the bolts and bars, and showed his bloated. visage at the opening door, "Come, Mr1 Dinmont, we have put off locking up for an hour to oblige ye'; 'ye' must go to your quarters."

ཉྩི རྩྭ་ཏ་ཟེ། Quarters, man? I intend to sleep here the night. There's a spare bed in'the captain's room.” '

It's impossible !" answered the keeper. But I say it is possible, and that I winna stir-and there's 'à dram 'to you." Mac-Guffog drank off the spirits, and resumed his objection. "But it's against rule, sir; you have committed nae male

faction."

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"I'll break your head if ye say ony. mair about it, and that will be malefaction aneugh to entitle me to ae night's lodging, wi' you, ony way."

"But I tell ye, Mr Dinmont," reiterated the keeper," it's against rule, and, I would, lose my post."

"Weel, Mac-Guffog, I hae just twa things to say. Ye ken wha I am weel aneugh, and that I wadna loose a prisoner."

"And how do I ken that?"

"Weel, if ye dinna ken that, ye ken you're whiles obliged to be up our water in the way o' your business. Now, if ye let me stay quietly here the night wi' the captain, I'se pay ye double fees for the room; and, if ye say no, ye shall hae the best sark-fu' o' sair banes that ever ye had in your life, the first time ye set a foot bye Liddell-mote !"

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Aweel, aweel, gudeman," said MacGuffog, a willfu' man maun hae his way; but if I am challenged for it by the justices, I ken wha sall bear the

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wyte;" and having sealed this observa tion with a deep oath or two, he retired to bed, after carefully securing all the doors of the Bridewell. The bell from the town steeple tolled nine, just as this ceremony was concluded.

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Although it's but early hours," said the farmer, who had observed that his friend looked somewhat pale and fatigued,s "I think we had better lie down, captain, if ye're no agreeable to another cheerer. But troth, ye're nae glass-breaker; ande neither am I, unless it be a screed wi' thei neighbours, or when I'm on a ramble."mon

Bertram readily assented to the motiono of his faithful friend, but on looking at the bed, felt repugnance to trust himself un dressed to Mrs Mac-Guffog's clean sheets.

"I'm muckle o' your opinion, captain. Odd, this bed looks as if a' the colliers in Sanquhar had been in't thegither. But it winna win through my muckle coat." So saying, he flung himself upon the frail bed with a force that made all its timbers

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crack, and in a few moments gave audible signal that he was fast asleep. Bertram: slipped off his coat and boots, and occupied the other dormitory. The strangeness of his destiny, and the mysteries which seemed to thicken around him, while he seemed alike to be persecuted and protected by secret enemies and friends, arising out of a class of people with whom he had no previous connection, for some time occupied his mind. Fatigue, however, gradually composed his mind, and in a short time he was as fast asleep as his companion. And in this comfortable state of oblivion we must leave them, until we acquaint the reader with some other cir cumstances which occurred about the same period.goth và nof shot 0922911

Upon this blasted heath you stop our way
With such prophetic greeting?-
Speak, I charge you.

Macbeth.

UPON the evening of the day when Bertram's examination had taken place, Colonel Mannering arrived at Woodbourne from Edinburgh. He found his family in their usual state, which probably, so far as Julia was concerned, would not have been the case, had she learned the news of Bertram's arrest. But as, during the Colonel's absence, the two young ladies