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Rebelling, as usual, against circumstances, Scott seems to have turned with renewed ardour to his literary pursuits; and in that same October, 1796, he was “prevailed on,” as he playfully expresses it, “by the request of friends, to indulge his own vanity, by publishing the translation of Lenore, with that of the Wild Huntsman, also from Bürger, in a thin quarto.” The little volume, which has no author’s name on the titlepage, was printed for Manners and Miller of Edinburgh. The first named of these respectable publishers had been a fellow-student in the German class of Dr Willich; and this circumstance probably suggested the negotiation. It was conducted by William Erskine, as appears from his postscript to a letter addressed to Scott by his sister, who, before it reached its destination, had become the wife of Mr Campbell (Colquhoun) of Clathick (and Kellermont)—in after-days Lord Advocate of Scotland. This was another of Scott’s dearest female friends—the humble home which she shared with her brother during his early struggles at the bar, had been the scene of many of his happiest hours; and her letter affords such a pleasing idea of the warm affectionateness of the little circle, that I cannot forbear inserting it.
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“If it were not that etiquette and I were constantly at war, I should think myself very blamable in thus trespassing against one of its laws; but as it is long since I foreswore its dominion, I have acquired a prescriptive right to act as I will—and I shall accordingly anticipate the station of a matron in addressing a young man.
“I can express but a very, very little of what I feel, and shall ever feel, for your unintermitting friendship and attention. I have ever considered you as a brother, and shall now think myself entitled to make even larger claims on your confidence. Well do I remember the dark conference we lately held together! The intention of unfolding my own future fate was often at my lips.
“I cannot tell you my distress at leaving this house, wherein I have enjoyed so much real happiness, and giving up the service of so gentle a master, whose yoke was indeed easy. I will therefore only commend him to your care as the last bequest of Mary Anne Erskine, and conjure you to continue to each other through all your pilgrimage as you have commenced it. May every happiness attend you. Adieu!
Mr Erskine writes on the other page—“The poems are gorgeous, but I have made no bargain with any bookseller. I have told M. and M. that I won’t be satisfied with indemnity, but an offer must be made. They will be out before the end of the week.” On what terms the publication really took place, I know not.
It has already been mentioned, that Scott owed his copy of Bürger’s works to the young lady of Harden,
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“What yonder glimmers so white on the mountain,” |
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His obligations to this lady were indeed various—but I doubt, after all, whether these were the most important. He used to say, that she was the first woman of real fashion that took him up; that she used the privileges of her sex and station in the truest spirit of kindness; set him right as to a thousand little trifles, which no one else would have ventured to notice; and, in short, did for him what no one but an elegant woman can do for a young man, whose early days have been spent in narrow and provincial circles. “When I first saw Sir Walter,” she writes to me, “he was about four or five-and-twenty, but looked much younger. He seemed bashful and awkward; but there were from the first such gleams of superior sense and spirit in his conversation, that I was hardly surprised when, after our acquaintance had ripened a little, I felt myself to be talking with a man of genius. He was most modest about himself, and showed his little pieces apparently without any consciousness that they could possess any claim on particular attention. Nothing so easy and good-humoured as the way in which he received any hints I might offer, when he seemed to be tampering with the King’s English. I remember particularly how he laughed at himself, when I made him take notice that ‘the little two dogs,’ in some of his lines, did not please an English ear accustomed to ‘the two little dogs.’”
Nor was this the only person at Mertoun who took a lively interest in his pursuits. Harden entered into all the feelings of his beautiful bride on this subject; and his mother, the Lady Diana Scott, daughter of the last Earl of Marchmont, did so no less. She had conversed, in her early days, with the brightest ornaments of the cycle of Queen Anne, and preserved rich stores of anecdote, well calculated to gratify the curiosity and excite the ambition of a young enthusiast in literature.
JAMES BALLANTYNE. | 249 |
On turning to James Ballantyne’s Memorandum (already quoted), I find an account of Scott’s journey from Rosebank to Edinburgh, in the November after the Ballads from Bürger were published, which gives an interesting notion of his literary zeal and opening ambition at this remarkable epoch of his life. Mr Ballantyne had settled in Kelso as a solicitor in 1795; but not immediately obtaining much professional practice, time hung heavy on his hands, and he willingly listened, in the summer of 1796, to a proposal of some of the neighbouring nobility and gentry respecting the establishment of a weekly newspaper,† in opposition to one of a democratic tendency, then widely circulated in Roxburghshire and the other Border counties. He undertook the printing and editing of this new journal, and proceeded to London, in order to engage correspondents and make other necessary preparations. While thus for the first time in the metropolis, he happened to meet with two authors, whose reputations were then in full bloom—namely, Thomas Holcroft and William Godwin—the former a popular dramatist and, novelist; the latter, a novelist of far greater merit, but “still more importantly distinguished,” says the Memorandum before me, “by those moral, legal, political, and religious heterodoxies, which his talents enabled him to present to the world in a very captivating man-
* Mr Scott of Harden’s right to the peerage of Polwarth, as representing, through his mother, the line of Marchmont, was allowed by the House of Lords in 1835. † The Kelso Mail. |
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After returning home, Ballantyne made another journey to Glasgow for the purchase of types; and on entering the Kelso coach for this purpose—“It would not be easy,” says he, “to express my joy on finding that Mr Scott was to be one of my partners in the carriage, the only other passenger being a fine, stout, muscular, old Quaker. A very few miles re-established us on our ancient footing. Travelling not being half so speedy then as it is now, there was plenty of leisure for talk, and Mr Scott was exactly what is called the old man. He abounded, as in the days of boyhood, in legendary lore, and had now added to the stock, as his recitations showed, many of those fine ballads which afterwards composed the Minstrelsy. Indeed, I was more delighted with him than ever; and, by way of reprisal, I opened on him my London budget collected
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The reception of the two ballads had, in the mean time, been favourable, in his own circle at least. The many inaccuracies and awkwardnesses of rhyme and diction to which he alludes in republishing them towards the close of his life, did not prevent real lovers of poetry from seeing that no one but a poet could have transfused the daring imagery of the German in a style so free, bold, masculine, and full of life; but, wearied as all such readers had been with that succession of feeble, flimsy, lackadaisical trash which followed the appearance of the Reliques by Bishop Percy, the opening of such a new vein of popular poetry as these verses revealed would have been enough to produce lenient critics for far inferior translations. Many, as we have seen, sent forth copies of the Lenore about the same time; and some of these might be thought better than
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“I beg you will accept of my best thanks for the favour you have done me by sending me four copies of your beautiful translations. I shall retain two of them, as Mrs Stewart and I both set a high value on them as gifts from the author. The other two I shall take the earliest opportunity of transmitting to a friend in England, who, I hope, may be instrumental in making their merits more generally known at the time of their first appearance. In a few weeks, I am fully persuaded, they will engage public attention to the utmost extent of your wishes, without the aid of any recommendation whatever. I ever am,
“On my return from Cardross, where I had been
BALLADS FROM BÜRGER. | 253 |
Among other literary persons at a distance, I may mention George Chalmers, the celebrated antiquary, with whom he had been in correspondence from the beginning of this year, supplying him with Border ballads for the illustration of his researches into Scotch history. This gentleman had been made acquainted with Scott’s large collections in that way, by a mutual friend, Dr Somerville, minister of Jedburgh, author of the History of Queen Anne;* and the numerous MS.
* Some extracts from this venerable person’s unpublished Me- |
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“I need not tell you, sir” (he writes), “with how much eagerness I opened your volume—with how much glow I followed the Chase—or with how much alarm I came to William and Helen. Of the latter I will say nothing; praise might seem hypocrisy—criticism envy. The ghost nowhere makes his appearance so well as with you, or his exit so well as with Mr Spenser. I like very much the recurrence of
‘The scourge is red, the spur drops blood, The flashing pebbles flee,’ |
moirs of his own Life, have been kindly sent to me by his son, the well-known physician of Chelsea College; from which it appears that the reverend doctor, and more particularly still his wife, a lady of remarkable talent and humour, had formed a high notion of Scott’s future eminence at a very early period of his life. Dr. S. survived to a great old age, preserving his faculties quite entire, and I have spent many pleasant hours under his hospitable roof in company with Sir Walter Scott. We heard him preach an excellent circuit sermon when he was upwards of ninety-two, and at the Judges’ dinner afterwards he was among the gayest of the company. |
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‘The mountain echoes startling wake— And for devotion’s choral swell Exchange the rude discordant noise— Fell famine marks the maddening throng With cold Despair’s averted eye’— |
The anticipations of these gentlemen, that Scott’s versions would attract general attention in the south, were not fulfilled. He himself attributes this to the
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On the 12th of December Scott had the curiosity to witness the trial of one James Mackean, a shoemaker, for the murder of Buchanan, a carrier, employed to convey money weekly from the Glasgow bank to a manufacturing establishment at Lanark. Mackean invited the carrier to spend the evening in his house; conducted family worship in a style of much seeming fervour; and then, while his friend was occupied, came behind him, and almost severed his head from his body by one stroke of a razor. I have heard Scott describe the sanctimonious air which the murderer maintained during his trial preserving throughout the aspect of a devout person, who believed himself to have been hurried into his accumulation of crime by an uncontrollable exertion of diabolical influence; and on his copy of the “Life of James Mackean, executed 25th January, 1797,” I find the following marginal note:—
* Remarks on Popular Poetry. 1830. |
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“I went to see this wretched man when under sentence of death, along with my friend, Mr William Clerk, advocate. His great anxiety was to convince us that his diabolical murder was committed from a sudden impulse of revengeful and violent passion, not from deliberate design of plunder. But the contrary was manifest from the accurate preparation of the deadly instrument, a razor strongly lashed to an iron bolt, and also from the evidence on the trial, from which it seems he had invited his victim to drink tea with him on the day he perpetrated the murder, and that this was a reiterated invitation. Mackean was a good-looking, elderly man, having a thin face and clear grey eye; such a man as may be ordinarily seen beside a collection-plate at a seceding meeting-house, a post which the said Mackean had occupied in his day. All Mackean’s account of the murder is apocryphal. Buchanan was a powerful man, and Mackean slender. It appeared that the latter had engaged Buchanan in writing, then suddenly clapped one hand on his eyes, and struck the fatal blow with the other. The throat of the deceased was cut through his handkerchief to the back bone of the neck, against which the razor was hacked in several places.”
In his pursuit of his German studies Scott acquired, about this time, a very important assistant in Mr Skene of Rubislaw, in Aberdeenshire; a gentleman considerably his junior, who had just returned to Scotland from a residence of several years in Saxony, where he had obtained a thorough knowledge of the language, and accumulated a better collection of German books than any to which Scott had, as yet, found access. Shortly after Mr Skene’s arrival in Edinburgh, Scott requested to be introduced to him by a mutual friend, Mr Edmonstone of Newton, and their fondness for the same literature, with Scott’s eagerness to profit by his new acquaint-
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Among the common tastes which served to knit these friends together, was their love of horsemanship, in which, as in all other manly exercises, Skene highly excelled; and the fears of a French invasion becoming every day more serious, their thoughts were turned with corresponding zeal to the project of organizing a force of mounted volunteers in Scotland. “The London Light-horse had set the example”—(says Mr Skene)—“but in truth it was to Scott’s ardour that this force in the North owed its origin. Unable, by reason of his lameness, to serve amongst his friends on foot, he had nothing for it but to rouse the spirit of the moss-trooper, with which he readily inspired all who possessed the means of substituting the sabre for the musket.”
On the 14th February, 1797, these friends and many more met and drew up an offer to serve as a body of volunteer cavalry in Scotland; which offer, being transmitted through the Duke of Buccleuch, Lord-Lieute-
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“The part of quartermaster,” says Mr Skene, “was properly selected for him, that he might be spared the rough usage of the ranks; but, notwithstanding his infirmity, he had a remarkably firm seat on horseback, and in all situations a fearless one: no fatigue ever seemed too much for him, and his zeal and animation served to sustain the enthusiasm of the whole corps, while his ready ‘mot à rire,’ kept up, in all, a degree of good humour and relish for the service, without which, the toil and privations of long daily drills would not easily have been submitted to by such a body of gentlemen. At every interval of exercise, the order, sit at ease, was the signal for the quartermaster to lead the squadron to merriment; every eye was intuitively turned on ‘Earl Walter,’ as he was familiarly called by his associates of that date, and his ready joke seldom failed to raise the ready laugh. He took his full share in all the labours and duties of the corps, had the highest pride in its progress and proficiency, and was such a trooper himself, as only a very powerful frame of body and the warmest zeal in the
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Earl Walter’s first charger, by the way, was a tall and powerful animal named Lenore. These daily drills appear to have been persisted in during the spring and summer of 1797; the corps spending moreover some weeks in quarters at Musselburgh. The majority of the troop having professional duties to attend to, the ordinary hour for drill was five in the morning; and when we reflect, that after some hours of hard work in this way, Scott had to produce himself regularly in the Parliament House with gown and wig, for the space of four or five hours at least, while his chamber practice, though still humble, was on the increase—and that he had found a plentiful source of new social engagements in his troop connexions—it certainly could have excited no surprise had his literary studies been found suffering total intermission during this busy period. That such was not the case, however, his correspondence and note-books afford ample evidence.
He had no turn, at this time of his life, for early rising; so that the regular attendance at the morning drills was of itself a strong evidence of his military zeal; but he must have, in spite of them, and of all other circumstances, persisted in what was the usual custom of all his earlier life, namely, the devotion of the best hours of the night to solitary study. In general, both as a young man, and in more advanced age, his constitution required a good allowance of sleep, and he, on principle, indulged in it, saying, “he was but half a man if he had not full seven hours of utter unconsciousness;” but his whole mind and temperament were, at this period, in a state of most fervent exaltation, and spirit
NOTE-BOOK—1797. | 261 |
The letters addressed to him in March, April, and June, by Kerr of Abbotrule, George Chalmers, and his uncle at Rosebank, indicate his unabated interest in the collection of coins and ballads; and I shall now make a few extracts from his private note-book, some of which will at all events amuse the survivors of the Edinburgh Light-Horse:
“March 15, 1797 Read Stanfield’s trial, and the conviction appears very doubtful indeed. Surely no one could seriously believe, in 1688, that the body of the murdered bleeds at the touch of the murderer, and I see little else that directly touches Philip Stanfield. He was a very bad character, however; and tradition says, that having insulted Welsh, the wild preacher, one day in his early life, the saint called from the pulpit that God had revealed to him that this blasphemous youth would die in the sight of as many as were then assembled. It was believed at the time that Lady Stanfield had a hand in the assassination, or was at least privy to her son’s plans; but I see nothing inconsistent with the old gentleman’s having committed suicide.* The ordeal
* See particulars of Stanfield’s case in Lord Fountainhall’s Chronological Notes of Scottish Affairs, 1680-1701, edited by Sir Walter Scott. 4to, Edinburgh, 1822. Pp, 233-236. |
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“March 27.—
‘The friers of Fail
Gat never owre hard eggs, or owre thin kale;
For they made their eggs thin wi’ butter,
And their kale thick wi’ bread.
And the friers of Fail they made gude kale
On Fridays when they fasted;
They never wanted gear enough
As lang as their neighbours’ lasted.’
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“Fairy-rings.—N. B. Delrius says the same appearance occurs wherever the witches have held their Sabbath.
“For the ballad of Willie’s Lady,’ compare Apuleius, lib. i. p. 33. . . .
“April 20—The portmanteau to contain the following articles:—2 shirts; 1 black handkerchief; 1 nightcap, woollen; 1 pair pantaloons, blue; 1 flannel shirt with sleeves; 1 pair flannel drawers; 1 waistcoat; 1 pair worsted stockings or socks.
“In the slip, in cover of portmanteau, a case with shaving-things, combs, and a knife, fork, and spoon; a German pipe and tobacco-bag, flint, and steel; pipe-clay and oil, with brush for laying it on; a shoe-brush; a pair of shoes or hussar-boots; a horse-picker, and other loose articles.
“Belt with the flap and portmanteau, currycomb, brush, and mane-comb, with sponge.
“Over the portmanteau the blue overalls, and a spare jacket for stable; a small horse-sheet, to cover the horse’s back with, and a spare girth or two.
“In the cartouche-box, screw-driver and picker for pistol, with three or four spare flints.
“The horse-sheet may be conveniently folded below the saddle, and will save the back in a long march
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“May 22.—Apuleius, lib. ii. . . . . . . . . Anthony-a-Wood. . . . . Mr Jenkinson’s name (now Lord Liverpool) being proposed as a difficult one to rhyme to, a lady present hit off this verse extempore. N. B. Both father and son (Lord Hawkesbury) have a peculiarity of vision.
‘Happy Mr
Jenkinson,
Happy Mr Jenkinson,
I’m sure to you
Your lady’s true,
For you have got a winking son.’
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“23.—Delrius. . . .
“24.—
I, John Bell of Brackenbrig, lies under this
stane;
Four of my sons laid it on my wame.
I was man of my meat, and master of my wife,
And lived in mine ain house without meikle strife.
Gif thou be’st a better man in thy time than I was in mine,
Tak this stane off my wame, and lay it upon thine.’
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“25.—Meric Casaubon on Spirits. . . . .
“26.—
‘There saw we learned Maroe’s golden tombe;
The way he cut an English mile in length
Thorow a rock of stone in one night’s space.’
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* Some of Scott’s most intimate friends at the Bar, partly, no doubt, from entertaining political opinions of another cast, were by no means disposed to sympathize with the demonstrations of his military enthusiasm at this period. For example, one of these gentlemen thus writes to another in April, 1797:—“By the way, Scott is become the merest trooper that ever was begotten by a drunken dragoon on his trull in a hay loft. Not an idea crosses his mind, or a word his lips, that has not an allusion to some d——d instrument or evolution of the Cavalry—‘draw your swords—by single files to the right of front—to the left wheel—charge.’ After all, he knows little more about wheels and charges than I do about the wheels of Ezekiel, or the King of Pelew about charges of horning on six days’ date. I saw them charge on Leith Walk a few days ago, and I can assure you it was by no means orderly proceeded. Clerk and I are continually obliged to open a six-pounder upon him in self-defence, but in spite of a temporary confusion, he soon rallies and returns to the attack.” |
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“Christopher Marlowe’s Tragicall History of Dr Faustus a very remarkable thing. Grand subject—end grand. . . . . . Copied ‘Prophecy of Merlin’ from Mr Clerk’s MS.
“27—Read Everybody’s Business is Nobody’s Business, by Andrew Moreton. This was one of Defoe’s many aliases like his pen, in parts . . . . .
‘To Cuthbert, Car, and
Collingwood, to Shafto
and to Hall;
To every gallant generous heart that for King
James did fall.’
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“28—. . . . . . Anthony-a-Wood. . . . . Plain Proof of the True Father and Mother of the Pretended Prince of Wales, by W. Fuller. This fellow Was pilloried for a forgery some years. . . . . . . . later Began Nathan der Weise.
“June 29.—Read Introduction to a Compendium on Brief Examination, by W. S.—viz. William Stafford—though it was for a time given to no less a W. S. than William Shakspeare. A curious treatise—the Political Economy of the Elizabethan Day—worth reprinting. . . . .
“July 1.—Read Discourse of Military Discipline, by Captain Barry—a very curious account of the famous Low Countries’ armies—full of military hints worth note. . . . . . Anthony Wood again.
“3.—Nathan der Weise. . . . . Delrius. . . . .
“5.—Geutenberg’s Braut begun.
“6.—The Bride again. Delrius.”
The note-book from which I have been copying is chiefly filled with extracts from Apuleius and Anthony-a-Wood—most of them bearing, in some way, on the subject of popular superstitions. It is a pity that many leaves have been torn out; for if unmutiluted, the record would probably have enabled one to guess whether he had already planned his “Essay on Fairies.”
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I have mentioned his business at the bar as increasing at the same time. His fee-book is now before me, and it shows that he made by his first year’s practice L.24, 3s.; by the second, L.57, 15s.; by the third L.84, 4s.; by the fourth L.90; and in his fifth year at the bar that is, from November, 1796, to July, 1797—L. 144, 10s.; of which L.50 were fees from his father’s chamber.
His friend, Charles Kerr of Abbotrule, had been residing a good deal about this time in Cumberland: indeed, he was so enraptured with the scenery of the lakes as to take a house in Keswick with the intention of spending half of all future years there. His letters to Scott (March, April, 1797) abound in expressions of wonder that he should continue to devote so much of his vacations to the Highlands of Scotland, “with every crag and precipice of which,” says he, “I should imagine you would be familiar by this time; nay, that the goats themselves might almost claim you for an acquaintance;” while another district lay so near him at least as well qualified “to give a swell to the fancy.”
After the rising of the Court of Session in July, Scott accordingly set out on a tour to the English lakes, accompanied by his brother John, and Adam Fergusson. Their first stage was Halyards, in Tweeddale, then inhabited by his friend’s father, the philosopher and historian; and they staid there for a day or two, in the course of which Scott had his first and only interview with David Ritchie, the original of his Black Dwarf.* Proceeding southwards, the tourists visited Carlisle, Penrith,—the vale of the Eamont, including Mayburgh and Brougham Castle,—Ulswater and Windermere; and at length fixed their headquarters at the then peaceful and sequestered little watering place of Gilsland, making excursions from
* See the Introduction to this Novel in the edition of 1830. |
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“Take these flowers, which, purple waving, On the ruined rampart grew,” &c.* |
Riding one day with Ferguson, they met, some miles from Gilsland, a young lady taking the air on horseback, whom neither of them had previously remarked, and whose appearance instantly struck both so much, that they kept her in view until they had satisfied themselves that she also was one of the party at Gilsland. The same evening there was a ball, at which Captain Scott produced himself in his regimentals, and Ferguson also thought proper to be equipped in the uniform of the Edinburgh Volunteers. There was no little rivalry among the young travellers as to who should first get presented to. the unknown beauty of the morning’s ride; but though both the gentlemen in scarlet had the advantage of being dancing partners, their friend succeeded in handing the fair stranger to supper—and such was his first introduction to Charlotte Margaret Carpenter.
Without the features of a regular beauty, she was
* I owe this circumstance to the recollection of Mr Claud Russel, accountant in Edinburgh, who was one of the party. Previously I had always supposed these verses to have been inspired by Miss Carpenter. |
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She was the daughter of Jean Charpentier, of Lyons, a devoted royalist, who held an office under Government,* and Charlotte Volere, his wife. She and her only brother, Charles Charpentier, had been educated in the Protestant religion of their mother; and when their father died, which occurred in the beginning of the Revolution, Madame Charpentier made her escape with her children, first to Paris, and then to England, where they found a warm friend and protector in the late Marquis of Downshire, who had, in the course of his travels in France, formed an intimate acquaintance with the family, and, indeed, spent some time under their roof. M. Charpentier had, in his first alarm as to the coming Revolution, invested £4000 in English securities—part in a mortgage upon Lord Downshire’s estates. On the mother’s death, which occurred soon after her arrival in London, this nobleman took on himself the character of sole guardian to her children; and Charles Charpentier received in due time, through his interest, an appointment in the service of the East India Company, in which he had by this time risen to
* In several deeds which I have seen, M. Charpentier is designed “Ecuyer du roi.” What the post he held was I never heard. |
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Scott’s father was now in a very feeble state of health, which accounts for his first announcement of this affair being made in a letter to his mother; it is undated;—but by this time the young lady had left Gilsland for Carlisle, where she remained until her destiny was settled.
“I should very ill deserve the care and affection with which you have ever regarded me, were I to neglect my duty so far as to omit consulting my father and you in the most important step which I can possibly take in life, and upon the success of which my future happiness must depend. It is with pleasure, I think, that I can avail myself of your advice and instructions in an affair of so great importance as that which I have at present on my hands. You will probably guess from this preamble, that I am engaged in a matrimonial plan, which is really the case. Though my acquaintance with the young lady has not been of long standing, this circumstance is in some degree counterbalanced by the intimacy in which we have lived, and by the opportunities which that intimacy has afforded me of remarking her conduct and sentiments on many different occasions, some of which were rather of a delicate nature, so that in fact I
MISS CARPENTER. | 269 |
“My dear mother, I cannot express to you the anxiety I have that you will not think me flighty nor inconsiderate in this business. Believe me, that experience, in one instance—you cannot fail to know to what I allude—is too recent to permit my being so hasty in
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“Write to me very fully upon this important subject—send me your opinion, your advice, and above all, your blessing; you will see the necessity of not delaying a minute in doing so, and in keeping this business strictly private, till you hear farther from me, since you are not ignorant that even at this advanced period, an objection on the part of Lord Downshire, or many other accidents, may intervene; in which case, I should little wish my disappointment to be public.
MISS CARPENTER. | 271 |
Scott remained in Cumberland until the Jedburgh assizes recalled him to his legal duties. On arriving in that town, he immediately sent for his friend Shortreed, whose memorandum records that the evening of the 30th September, 1797, was one of the most joyous he ever spent. “Scott” (he says) “was sair beside himself about Miss Carpenter we toasted her twenty times over and sat together, he raving about her, until it was one in the morning.” He soon returned to Cumberland; and the following letters will throw light on the character and conduct of the parties, and on the nature of the difficulties which were presented by the prudence and prejudices of the young advocate’s family-connexions. It appears that, at one stage of the business, Scott had seriously contemplated leaving the bar at Edinburgh, and establishing himself with his bride (I know not in what capacity) in one of the colonies.
“It is only an hour since I received Lord Downshire’s letter. You will say, I hope, that I am indeed very good to write so soon, but I almost fear that all my goodness can never carry me through all this plaguy writing. Lord Downshire will be happy to hear from you. He is the very best man on earth—his letter is kind and affectionate, and full of advice, much in the style of your last. I am to consult most carefully my heart. Do you believe I did not do it when I gave you my consent? It is true I don’t like to reflect on that subject. I am afraid. It is very awful to think it is for life. How can I ever laugh after such tremendous thoughts? I believe never more. I am hurt to find that your friends don’t think the match a prudent one. If it
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Adieu,—au plaisir devous revoir bientôt.
“This day a long train of anxieties was put an end to by a letter from Lord Downshire, couched in the most flattering terms, giving his consent to my marriage with his ward. I am thus far on my way to Carlisle—only for a visit—because, betwixt her reluctance to an immediate marriage, and the imminent approach of the session, I am afraid I shall be thrown back to the Christmas holidays. I shall be home in about eight days.
“Has it never happened to you, my dear Miss Christy, in the course of your domestic economy, to meet with a drawer stuffed so very, so extremely full, that it was very difficult to pull it open, however desirous you might be to exhibit its contents? In case this miraculous event has ever taken place, you may somewhat conceive from thence the cause of my silence, which has really proceeded from my having a very great deal to communi-
MISS CARPENTER. | 273 |
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MISS CARPENTER. | 275 |
O, who rides by night thro’ the woodland so wild?
It is the fond father embracing his child;
And close the boy nestles within his loved arm,
To hold himself fast, and to keep himself warm.
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‘O father, see yonder! see yonder!’ he says;
‘My boy, upon what doest thou fearfully gaze?’
‘O, ’tis the Erl-King with his crown and his
shroud.’—
‘No, my son, it is but a dark wreath of the
cloud.’
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(The Erl-King
speaks.)
‘O, come and go with me thou loveliest child,
By many a gay sport shall thy time be beguiled;
My mother keeps for thee full many a fair toy,
And many a fine flower shall she pluck for my boy.’
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‘O father, my father, and did you not hear
The Erl-King whisper so low in my ear?’—
‘Be still my heart’s darling, my child, be at
ease,
It was but the wild blast as it sung thro’ the
trees.’
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Erl-King.
‘O wilt thou go with me, thou loveliest boy?
My daughter shall tend thee with care and with joy;
She shall bear thee so lightly thro’ wet and
thro’ wild,
And press thee, and kiss thee, and sing to my child.’
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‘O father, my father, and saw you not plain,
The Erl-King’s pale daughter glide past thro’
the rain?’—
‘O yes, my loved treasure, I knew it full soon,
It was the grey willow that danced to the moon.’
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Erl-King.
‘Oh come and go with me, no longer delay,
Or else, silly child, I will drag thee away.’—
‘Oh father! Oh father! now, now keep your hold,
The Erl-King has seized me—his grasp is so cold!’
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Sore trembled the father, he spurr’d thro’ the
wild,
Clasping close to his bosom his shuddering child;
He reaches his dwelling in doubt and in dread,
But, clasp’d to his bosom, the infant was dead!”—
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“You see I have not altogether lost the faculty of rhyming. I assure you there is no small impudence in attempting a version of that ballad, as it has been translated by Lewis. All good things be with you.
“I received your letter with pleasure, instead of considering it as an intrusion. One thing more being fully stated would have made it perfectly satisfactory, namely, the sort of income you immediately possess, and the sort of maintenance Miss Carpenter, in case of your demise, might reasonably expect. Though she is of an age to judge for herself in the choice of an object that she would like to run the race of life with, she has referred the subject to me. As her friend and guardian, I in duty must try to secure her happiness, by endeavouring to keep her comfortable immediately, and to prevent her being left destitute, in case of any unhappy contingency. Her good sense and good education are her chief fortune; therefore, in the worldly way of talking, she is not entitled to much. Her brother, who was also left under my care at an early period, is excessively fond of her; he has no person to think
MISS CARPENTER. | 277 |
“Your last letter, my dear sir, contains a very fine train of perhaps, and of so many pretty conjectures, that it is not flattering you to say you excel in the art of tormenting yourself. As it happens, you are quite wrong in all your suppositions. I have been waiting for Lord D.’s answer to your letter, to give a full answer to your very proper enquiries about my family. Miss Nicolson says, that when she did offer to give you some information, you refused it—and advises me now to wait for Lord D.’s letter. Don’t believe I have been idle; I have been writing very long letters to him, and all about you. How can you think that I will give an answer about the house until I hear
278 | LIFE OF SIR WALTER SCOTT. |
“Indeed, Mr Scott, I am by no means pleased with all this writing. I have told you how much I dislike it, and yet you still persist in asking me to write, and that by return of post. O, you really are quite out of your senses. I should not have indulged you in that whim of yours, had you not given me that hint that my silence gives an air of mystery. I have no reason that can detain me in acquainting you that my father and mother were French, of the name of Charpentier; he had a place under government; their residence was at Lyons, where you would find on enquiries that they lived in good repute and in very good style. I had the misfortune of losing my father before I could know the value of such a parent. At his death we were left to the care of Lord D., who was his very great friend, and very soon after I had the affliction of losing my mother. Our taking the name of Carpenter was on my brother’s going to India, to prevent any little difficulties that might have occurred. I hope now you are pleased. Lord D. could have given you every information, as he has been ac-
MISS CARPENTER. | 279 |
“I have only a minute before the post goes, to assure you, my dear sir, of the welcome reception of the stranger.* The very great likeness to a friend of mine will endear him to me; he shall be my constant companion, but I wish he could give me an answer to a thousand questions I have to make—one in particular, what reason have you for so many fears you express? Have your friends changed? Pray let me know the truth—they perhaps don’t like me being French. Do write immediately—let it be in better spirits. Et croyez-moi toujours votre sincere
“. . . . All your apprehensions about your friends make me very uneasy. At your father’s age prejudices are not easily overcome—old people have, you know, so much more wisdom and experience, that we must be guided by them. If he has an objection on my being French, I excuse him with all my heart, as I don’t love them myself. O how all these things plague me—when will it end? And to complete the matter, you talk of
* A miniature of Scott. |
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“I received the favour of your letter. It was so manly, honourable, candid, and so full of good sense, that I think Miss Carpenter’s friends cannot in any way object to the union you propose. Its taking place, when or where, will depend upon herself, as I shall write to her by this night’s post. Any provision that may be given to her by her brother, you will have settled upon
MISS CARPENTER. | 281 |
“Last night I received the enclosed for you from Lord Downshire. If it has your approbation, I shall be very glad to see you as soon as will be convenient. I have a thousand things to tell you; but let me beg of you not to think for some time of a house. I am sure I can convince you of the propriety and prudence of waiting until your father will settle things more to your satisfaction, and until I have heard from my brother. You must be of my way of thinking.—Adieu.
Scott obeyed this summons, and I suppose remained in Carlisle until the Court of Session met, which is always on the 12th of November.
“Your letter never could have come in a more favourable moment. Any thing you could have said would have been well received. You surprise me much at the regret you express you had of leaving Carlisle. Indeed, I can’t believe it was on my account, I was so uncommonly stupid. I don’t know what could be the matter with me, I was so very low, and felt really ill: it was even a trouble to speak. The settling of our little plans—all looked so much in earnest—that I began reflecting more seriously than I generally do, or
282 | LIFE OF SIR WALTER SCOTT. |
“You have made me very triste all day. Pray never more complain of being poor. Are you not ten times richer than I am? Depend on yourself and your profession. I have no doubt you will rise very high, and be a great rich man, but we should look down to be contented with our lot, and banish all disagreeable thoughts. We shall do very well. I am very sorry to hear you have such a bad head. I hope I shall nurse away all your aches. I think you write too much. When I am mistress I shall not allow it. How very angry I should be with you if you were to part with Lenore. Do you really believe I should think it an unnecessary expense where your health and pleasure can be concerned? I have a better opinion of you, and I am very glad you don’t give up the cavalry, as I love any thing that is stylish. Don’t forget to find a stand for the old carriage, as I shall like to keep it, in case we should have to go any journey; it is so much more
MISS CARPENTER. | 283 |
“Adieu, my dearest friend, take care of yourself if you love me, as I have no wish that you should visit that beautiful and romantic scene, the burying-place. Adieu, once more, and believe that you are loved very sincerely by
“If I could but really believe that my letter gave you only half the pleasure you express, I should almost think, my dearest Scott, that I should get very fond of writing merely for the pleasure to indulge you—that is saying a great deal. I hope you are sensible of the compliment I pay you, and don’t expect I shall always be so pretty behaved. You may depend on me, my dearest friend, for fixing as early a day as I possibly can; and if it happens to be not quite so soon as you wish, you must not be angry with me. It is very unlucky you are such a bad housekeeper—as I am no better. I shall try. I hope to have very soon the pleasure of seeing you, and to tell you how much I love you; but I wish the first fortnight was over. With all my love, and those sort of pretty things—adieu.
284 | LIFE OF SIR WALTER SCOTT. |
***** “I heard last night from my friends in London, and I shall certainly have the deed this week. I will send it to you directly; but not to lose so much time, as you have been reckoning, I will prevent any little delay that might happen by the post, by fixing already next Wednesday for your coming here, and on Thursday the 21st, Oh, my dear Scott—on that day I shall be yours for ever. C. C.
“P.S. Arrange it so that we shall see none of your family the night of our arrival. I shall be so tired, and such a fright, I should not be seen to advantage.”
To these extracts I may add the following from the first leaf of an old black-letter Bible at Abbotsford:—
“Secundum morem majorum hæc de familiâ Gualteri Scott, Jurisconsulti Edinensis, in librum hunc sacrum manu suâ conscripta sunt.
“Gualterus Scott, filius Gualteri Scott et Annæ Rutherford, natus erat apud Edinam 15mo die Augusti, A. D. 1771.
“Socius Facultatis Juridicæ Edinensis receptus erat 11mo die Julii, A. D. 1792.
“In ecclesiam Sanctæ Mariæ apud Carlisle, uxorem duxit Margaretam Charlottam Carpenter, filiam quondam Joannis Charpentier et Charlottæ Volere, Lugdunensem, 24to die Decembris, 1797.”
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