The Waverley novels, by Sir Walter Scott, complete in 12 vol., printed from the latest English ed., embracing the author's last corrections, prefaces & notes.

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head ower muckle boiled is rank poison, as my worthy father used to sayhe likit the lug o' ane weel, honest man."
I made a suitable apology for my breach of punctuality, and was soon
seated at table, where Mr. Jarvie presided with great glee and hospitality,
compelling, however, Owen and myself to do rather more justice to the
Scottish dainties with which his board was charged, than was quite agreeable to our southern palates. I escaped pretty well, from having those
habits of society which enable one to elude this species of well-meant persecution. But it was ridiculous enough to see Owen, whose ideas of politeness were more rigorous and formal, and who was willing, in all acts of
lawful compliance, to evince his respect for the friend of the firm, eating,
with rueful complaisance, mouthful after mouthful of singed wool, and pronouncing it excellent, in a tone in which disgust almost overpowered civility.
When the cloth was removed, Mr. Jarvie compounded with his own hands
a very small bowl of brandy-punch, the first which I had ever the fortune
to see.
"The limes," he assured us, "were from his own little farm yonder-awa"
(indicating the West Indies with a knowing shrug of his shoulders), " and
he had learned the art of composing the liquor from auld Captain Coffinkey,
who acquired it," he added in a whisper, "as maist folk thought, among
the Buccaniers. But it's excellent liquor," said he, helping'us round;
" and good ware has aften come frae a wicked market. And as for Captain
Coffinkey, he was a decent man when I kent him, onlyhe used to swear
awfully-But he's dead, and gaen to his account, and I trust he's accepted
— I trust he's accepted."
We found the liquor exceedingly palatable, and it led to a long conversation between Owen and our host on the opening which the Union had
afforded to trade between Glasgow and the British colonies in America and
the West Indies, and on the facilities which Glasgow possessed of making
up sortable cargoes for that market. Mr. Jarvie answered some objection
which Owen made on the difficulty of sorting a cargo for America, without
buying from England, with vehemence and volubility.
"Na, na, sir, we stand on our ain bottom -we pickle in our ain pockneuk-we hae our Stirling serges, Musselburgh stuffs, Aberdeen hose, Edinburgh shalloons, and the like, for our woollen or worsted goods - and we
hae linens of a' kinds better and cheaper than you hae in Lunnon itsell —
and we can buy your north o' England wares, as Manchester wares, Sheffield wares, and Newcastle earthenware, as cheap as you can at Liverpool
-And we are making a fair spell at cottons and muslins — Na, na! let
every herring hing by its ain head, and every sheep by its ain shank, and
ye'll find,'sir, us Glasgow folk no sace far ahint but what we may follow.This is but poor entertainment for you, Mr. Osbaldistone," (observing that
I had been for some time silent;) "but ye ken cadgers maun aye be speaking about cart-saddles."
apologized, alleging the painful circumstances of my own situation, and
the singular adventures of the morning, as the causes of my abstraction and
absence of mind. In this manner I gained what I sought-an opportunity
of telling my story distinctly and without interruption. I only omitted
mentioning the wound I had received, which I did not think worthy of
notice. Mr. Jarvie listened with great attention and apparent interest,
twinkling his little grey eyes, taking snuff, and only interrupting me by
brief interjections. When I came to the account of the rencounter, at which
Owen folded his hands and cast up his eyes to Heaven, the very image of
woful surprise, Mr. Jarvie broke in upon the narration with "Wrang. now
-clean wrang —o draw a sword on your kinsman is inhibited by the laws
o' God and man; and to draw a sword on the streets of a royal burgh is
punishable by fine and imprisonment-and the College-yards are nae better
privileged -they should be a place of peace and quietness, I trow. The