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.

THIIE HEI-IART OF MID-LOTHIAN. 481.
The airy tongues, which syllable men's names
On sands, and shores, and desert wildernesses.
And although widely different in features, deportment, and rank, from the
Lady of that enchanting masque, the continuation of the passage may be'happily applied to Jeanie Deans upon this singular alarm:These thoughts may startle well, but not astound
The virtuous mind, that ever walks attended
By a strong siding champion - Conscience.
In fact, it was, with the recollection of the affectionate and dutiful errand
on which she was engaged, her right, if such a word could be applicable,
to expect protection in a task so meritorious. She had not advanced much
fart14er, with a mind calmed by these reflections, when she was disturbed
by a new and more instant subject of terror. Two men, who had been
lurking among some copse, started up as she advanced, and met her on the
road in a menacing manner. " Stand and deliver," said one of them, a
short stout fellow, in a smock-frock, such as are worn by wagoners.
"The woman,'" said the other, a tall thin figure, " does not understand
the words of action.-Your money, my precious, or your life 1"
"I have but very little money, gentlemen," said poor Jeanie, tendering
that portion which she had separated from her principal stock, and kept
apart for such an emergency; " but if you are resolved to have it, to be
sure you fiust have it."
* " This won't do, my girl. D-n me, if it shall pass!" said the shorter
ruffian; " do-ye think gentlemen are to hazard their lives on the road to be
cheated in this way? We'll have every farthing you have got, or we will
strip you to the skin, curse me."
His companion, who seemed to have something like compassion for the
horror which Jeanie's countenance now expressed, said, " No, no, Tom, this
is one of the precious sisters, and we'll take her word, for once, without
putting her to the stripping proof. - Hark ye, my lass, if you'll look up to
heaven, and say, this is the last penny you have about ye, why, hang it,
we'll let you pass."
" I am not free," answered Jeanie, " to say what I have about me, gentlemen, for there's life and death depends on my journey; but if you leave
me as much as finds me bread and water, I'll be satisfied, and thank you,
and pray for you."
" D —n your prayers 1" said the shorter fellow, " that's a coin that won't
pass with us;" and at the same time made a motion to seize her.
" Stay, gentlemen," Ratcliffe's pass suddenly occurring to her; " perhaps
you know this paper."
" What the devil is she after now, Frank?" said the more savage ruffian"Do you look at it, for, d-n me if I could read it if it were for the benefit
of my clergy."
" This is a jark from Jim Ratcliffe," said the taller, having looked at the
bit of paper. " The wench must pass by our cutter's law."
"I say no," answered his companion; " Rat has left the lay, and turned
bloodhound, they say."
" We may need a good turn from him all the same," said the taller ruffian
again.
"But what are we to do then?" said the shorter man -" We promised,
you know, to strip the wench, and send her begging back to. her own beggarly country, and now you are for letting her go on."
"I did not say that," said the other fellow, and whispered to his companion, who'replied, " Be alive about it then, and don't keep chattering till
some travellers come up to nab us."
"You must follow us off the road, young woman," said the taller.
" For the love of God!" exclaimed Jeanie, " as you were born of woman,
dinna ask me to leave the road! rather take all I have in tho world."
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