"Do your duty, sir!" he said, waving his hand impatiently as a signal to M"Intyre to return to his place, and stepping a pace or two away from him as he spoke. "Do your duty, sir, or I"ll compel you; I"ll have you in the same situation with your friend."
M"Intyre obeyed the ruthless order without saying another word. He returned to his place. The prisoner"s eyes were now bandaged. The firing-party had levelled their muskets, and were waiting the fatal sign. It was made. Colonel Maberly himself made it. The volley was discharged, and M"Leod fell; but he fell not alone. In the same instant, the commanding officer of the --th regiment was also stretched lifeless on the plain. The well-aimed musket of M"Intyre had sent its ball through the heart of the ruthless tyrant. On perpetrating the deed, the former threw his piece on the ground, exclaiming, "Roderick is avenged, and the mercy the tyrant showed to others has been meted out to himself!" and offered himself up, an unresisting prisoner, to whoever might choose to execute that duty.
It was some minutes--so sudden and unexpected had been the catastrophe--before any one made the slightest movement; all looking on in silent and fixed amazement, but we cannot add with much regret; till at length a serjeant stepped out of the ranks, and seized M"Intyre by the breast.
"Right, Serjeant Thompson, right," said the latter, calmly; "you are doing your duty. I know what awaits me, and I am prepared for it. I did not do what I have done without making up my mind to the consequences."
These were indeed inevitable. On the third day thereafter, the roll of the m.u.f.fled drum announced that M"Intyre"s hour was come; and he fell, but not unpitied, beneath the bullets of a party of his fellow-soldiers, on the identical spot where, three days before, his unfortunate comrade had met a similar doom.
THE SURTOUT.
"The decreet"s oot the morn, Mr Fairly, against that man Simmins,"
quoth an equivocal-looking gentleman, with a stick under his arm, a marvellously shabby hat, a rusty black coat, waistcoat pinned up to the throat, and followed out by a battered stock, glazed and greasy, with its edges worn to the bone; and thus making an unseemly exhibition of the internal composition of said article of wearing apparel. No shirt, or at least none visible; countenance bearing strong marks of dissipation; voice loud and ferocious; look equivocal.
Such was the personage who conveyed the information above recorded to Mr Fairly; and, considering the very particular nature of that information, together with certain other little circ.u.mstances thereafter following, the reader will be at no great loss, we should suppose, to guess both the nature of his profession and the purpose of his call. In case, however, he should not, we beg to inform him that the speaker was one of those meritorious enforcers of the law, called, in Scotland, messengers--in England, bailiffs.
Mr Fairly, again--the person spoken to--was a fashionable tailor in a certain city not a hundred miles from Arthur"s Seat. He was a little, active man, sharp and keen as a razor; and altogether a dangerous-looking customer to those who found it inconvenient to settle his demands in due time; he was, in short, the dread and terror of dilatory payers. In such cases, he hung out the black flag, and gave no quarter. He was, in truth, just as merciless a tailor as ever cut cloth, and well were his savage propensities known to, and much were they respected by, a certain cla.s.s of his customers--meaning those who stuck too long on the left-hand side of his ledger--the fatal ledger. Such, then, was our other interlocutor, Mr Fairly. We have only to add, that the scene which we have opened was in a certain parlour in that gentleman"s house, and then to proceed with the conference which this necessary digression has interrupted.
"The decreet"s oot the morn, Mr Fairly, against that man Simmins,"
said his visiter, Mr John Howison; "what do ye mean to do? Are we to incarcerate?"
It was a needless question; for Fairly incarcerated everybody, right and left, in such circ.u.mstances, sparing neither s.e.x nor age.
"Incarcerate!" he repeated, with a ferocious emphasis. "Surely, surely. Nab the scoundrel. Don"t give him a minute beyond his time.
Let me see what were the articles again." And he proceeded to turn over the leaves of his ominous ledger. "Ay, a surtout, extra superfine Saxony blue, richly braided, &c. &c., 4:15s., due 21st December, and this is the 19th January. A month past date! Nab him, Howison. Nab the villain, and we"ll give him six months of the cage, at any rate, and that"ll be some satisfaction."
Howison grinned a grin, partly of satisfaction at the prospect of a job, and partly of approval of his employer"s wit. "But I don"t know the chap exactly," said the former. "I only saw him once."
"Oh, that"s easily sorted," replied Fairly. "Although you don"t know him, you may know my surtout, which he constantly wears--having no other coat, I verily believe, to his back. Here, see, here is the neighbour of it." And he ran into a back apartment, whence he shortly returned with a very flashy article of the description he referred to, and, expanding it before Howison, bade him mark its peculiarities.
"Sir," he said, "it"s one of a thousand. The only one of the same cut and fashion in the whole city. _That_ I know. I would pick it out, blind, from amongst a million."
Howison having carefully scanned the garment, declared that he was ready to take his chance of recognising his man--other circ.u.mstances corroborating--by its particular cut and adornments; and, in truth, he needed have little hesitation about the matter; for, indeed, the surtout was, as Fairly had said, one of a thousand. It was altogether a very marked sort of article, especially in the department of braiding, that being singularly rich and voluminous; and if, as its maker had also said, it had not its fellow in the town (barring, of course, the duplicate which he was now exhibiting), there could be no difficulty whatever in identifying the devoted debtor.
Matters being thus arranged, the messenger, after having obtained Simmins" address, took leave of his employer, with full authority to visit the unhappy owner of the surtout with the utmost vengeance of the law, and with a promise on his own part that he would duly inform the latter of his subsequent proceedings in the case--meaning thereby, that, so soon as the bird was caged, he would give due intimation thereof.
Leaving the process just detailed at the point to which we have brought it, we beg to introduce the reader to another personage who figures in our little drama: this is Mr Jacob Merrilees, a student of medicine, a gentlemanly young man, of limited means, but fair prospects, and, withal, talented and promising. He was at this moment pursuing his studies at the college of ----, and was making a progress in professional learning that augured well for his future success in the world. But, with this part of his history we have little or nothing to do--our interest in him being on a totally different account.
Talented, however, as our young friend was, he had, like other men, his little weaknesses; one in particular--but it was a natural and a harmless one--this was a rather excessive fastidiousness on the score of dress. He loved, of all things, to be smartly attired; and was thus, upon the whole, something of a dandy in his way. Unfortunately for poor Jacob, however, this was a taste which he was not always able to indulge in to the extent he could have wished. His circ.u.mstances, or rather his father"s penuriousness, prevented it; and the consequence was, that he frequently found himself considerably below his own standard of perfection in the article toggery. It is true, that one less particular in this matter would hardly have agreed with him; but such were his own feelings on the subject, and that was enough.
Having mentioned the little weakness above alluded to--if, indeed, it can be called a weakness--it becomes our duty to show cause for having called the reader"s attention to it. This duty, then, we will forthwith discharge; but we must be allowed to do so in our own way.
We have said that our friend Merrilees was making rapid progress in his professional education; he was so, but he was advancing with no less celerity in another and fully more congenial study--namely, the study of love. What fair maiden, in the eyes of Jacob Merrilees, could compete with Miss Julia Willoughby? None. She was peerless! She was the fairest of the fair! Miss Julia Willoughby, then, was the chosen of Jacob"s heart; but he had yet no a.s.surance that his tender feelings towards her were reciprocated. Little else than the ordinary courtesies of society had yet pa.s.sed between them, although these were certainly rapidly melting into more familiar intercourse. Still, as we said before, Jacob could not positively fix on the precise position which he held in the affections of Miss Julia Willoughby. He was still in a state of uncertainty; for no particular mark of favour had yet been bestowed upon him by the coy fair one. Judge, then, good reader, of the joyous feelings of the enamoured Jacob Merrilees, when he received the following note, written on glazed pink paper, sealed with the impression of a heart pierced by an arrow--said heart being supported by two pigeons--and folded into something of the fashion of a love-knot. Judge, then, good reader, we say, of his feelings on receiving this precious billet, the first palpable hint of his acceptability with which he had ever been favoured by his fair inamorato:--
"DEAR MR MERRILEES,--Would you make one of a party to visit the wax-work to-morrow? I should be happy if you could. There will be several young ladies of my acquaintance with us, and one or two gentlemen. We propose meeting at our house. Hour, twelve of the clock precisely. It _will particularly gratify me_, if you can make it convenient to be one of the party," &c. &c.
"JULIA WILLOUGHBY."
"Dear, delightful creature!" exclaimed Jacob, in an ecstasy of rapture, and kissing the delicious doc.u.ment with the fervour and enthusiasm of a rapt and devoted love. "Make it convenient?" he exclaimed, with expressive energy. "Ay, that I will, adored and beloved Julia! although ten thousand difficulties were in my way. All engagements, all considerations, all duties, light of my life, idol of my adoration, must give way to thy slightest wish. It will particularly gratify thee!" he exclaimed, with a laugh of wild ecstasy. "Will it, will it?--oh! will it? Then am I a happy man indeed!" and he began to pace the room with the light rapid step of sudden and excessive joy.
In this process Jacob had indulged for several minutes, without adverting, as he usually did, in similar circ.u.mstances, to the representation of his own handsome person in a large mirror, which hung on one side of the apartment. As his fervour, however, began to abate, he threw glances at the gla.s.s _en pa.s.sant_, and, with every turn, these glances became more earnest, and of longer duration, until he at length fairly planted himself before the faithful reflector, in order to submit his person to a thorough and deliberate inspection.
The survey was perfectly satisfactory to Jacob; and he was turning away, highly gratified by its results, when his eye fell on the sleeve of his coat. "Ha," said Jacob, "getting scuffy, by all that"s annoying. Had no idea. Won"t do, won"t do--that"s clear. Can never go through the streets with Julia and her fair bevy of acquaintances in such a coat as this--never, never, never."
And, in great perplexity at the discovery he had made, Jacob flung himself down in a chair, and, with his hand placed on his forehead, began to think profoundly on the means of remedying the evil of a shabby coat. The time was too short to admit of his providing a new one; and, indeed, although it had been longer, this was an experiment on his tailor on which he could hardly have ventured, that gentleman having lately shown symptoms of restiveness which were by no means encouraging. What was to be done then?
"I have it!" said Jacob, starting up: "I will borrow a coat for the nonce from my friend, Bob Simmins. He will supply me with the desiderated garment."
No sooner conceived than executed. Down Jacob immediately sat, and forthwith indited the following billet to his friend Bob:--
"DEAR BOB,--Being invited for to-morrow to a party, at which there is to be a large infusion of the fair s.e.x, and finding after a careful inspection, that my coat is not in the most healthy condition, might I request the favour of your lending me a corresponding piece of toggery for the occasion, if you have such an article to spare, and said article be of a kind creditable to the wearer.
"We are about a size, I think, and can therefore calculate on a fit. Yours truly, JACOB MERRILEES."
Having written this note, Jacob forthwith sealed it, and put it into the hands of the maid-servant, with a request that she would see to its immediate delivery. The request was complied with. In ten minutes after, the girl was in the presence of the redoubted Bob Simmins; for redoubted he was, Bob being one of the most dashing fellows of his time, nevertheless of a rigid adherence to the praiseworthy rule of never paying a copper to anybody for anything.
Having opened his friend"s note, and scanned it over--
"Ah yes, let me see"--and he stroked his chin, threw himself back in the chair, gazed on the roof, and thought for a moment. At length--"My compliments to Mr Merrilees," he said; "I will send him what he wants to-morrow morning."
In due course of time, to-morrow morning made its appearance, and with it came to Jacob"s lodgings the promised article of dress. A bundle neatly put up, and whose outward covering was a yellow silk handkerchief, was handed in to Mr Merrilees, as he sat at breakfast.
At once guessing at the contents of the package, Jacob started up, undid the knots by which it was secured, with an eager and impatient hand, took up the article it contained, shook out its folds, and gazed with ecstasy on a splendid surtout. It was Simmins". Jacob knew it again. He had seen it a thousand times on his friend, and as often had praised and admired it. The cut, the braiding, the elegant fur neck--all had been marked, and cordially approved of. How good of Simmins, poor fellow! to send him his best coat! It was an obligation he would never forget.
Having unfolded the surtout, Jacob"s next proceeding was to try it on.
It was a beautiful fit. Not the hundredth part of an inch too short, too long, or too wide. It was, in fact, just the thing. Couldn"t have been better, although it had been cut for him by Stultz"s foreman.
Convinced of this pleasing truth, Jacob stood before the gla.s.s for fully a quarter-of-an-hour, throwing himself into various att.i.tudes, in order to bring out all the beauties of the much-admired garment; and every change of position increasing the favourable opinion which he entertained of his own appearance. Satisfied with the contemplation of himself in the mirror, Jacob now commenced a series of turns up and down the apartment; sometimes throwing his arms akimbo, sometimes folding them across his breast, and anon glancing down with a smile of ineffable admiration on the flowing skirts of his surtout. This new test of the merits of the borrowed garment having also been found satisfactory, and every other ordeal to which it could be subjected having also been had recourse to, and it having stood them all, Jacob put the last finishing touch to his person, gave a last look at the gla.s.s, and, with mincing step, went forth to conquer and to captivate.
And never did man or woman either take the field for such a purpose with greater confidence in their own powers, or with greater certainty of success.
Before proceeding, however, to the place of meeting, Jacob bethought him of making a run the length of his friend Bob"s, just to thank him for his kindness, and to show him how the surtout fitted. Obeying this impulse, he was, in a few minutes after, in the presence of the obliging Simmins. A lively chat ensued between the two friends, and continued with unabated energy, until Jacob, suddenly pulling out his watch, found that his appointed hour had pa.s.sed. On making this discovery, he started from his chair, seized his hat, rushed out of the house, and, at the top of his speed, made for the residence of his beloved Julia Willoughby. Notwithstanding his speed, however, he was a little late. The party were already a.s.sembled. This was a trifle awkward; but it had its advantages, as we shall presently show. The approach to Miss Willoughby"s residence was through a garden of considerable length, and thus all visiters might be fully, fairly, and minutely scanned as they advanced. Now, Jacob being a little late, as we have already said, the party, particularly the ladies, in their impatience for his arrival, had cl.u.s.tered around the windows, and were anxiously looking for his advent; so that the moment he opened the gate, both himself and his surtout were in full view of some half-dozen or more admiring spinsters. It was a complete triumph to Jacob, and he felt it to be so. He saw that all eyes were bent on him as he approached the house; that his surtout had attracted particular notice, and had become a subject of general remark and general approbation. He felt, in short, conscious that he had excited a sensation amongst the fair spectators of his approach. He saw the flutter of agitation. He marked the blush, the averted eye. He was delighted, elated. His surtout was triumphant. It had produced all the effects, so far as others are concerned, for which a surtout can be coveted. Conscious of the impression he had made, through the medium of his surtout, Jacob"s step became more buoyant, his head more erect, and his whole mien more elevated and dignified.
Thus he entered the parlour, where the waiting party were a.s.sembled; and here, again, he had the satisfaction of finding his surtout an object of general observation. But let us ask, while Jacob is thus enjoying the favouring smiles of the fair, and thus revelling in his own delightful feelings, who and what are they, these two fellows who are skulking about Mr Willoughby"s garden gate, as if waiting the egress of some one? Why, it is Howison--no other; and another professional gentleman, a concurrent. They are upon business. They have got scent of prey, and are following it out, with noses as keen and purpose as fell as those of a sleuth-hound. There can be no doubt of it. Hear them; listen to the gentle small talk that is pa.s.sing between them.
Howison loquitur, and wiping his perspiring forehead with his handkerchief: "Feth, Davy, that was a rin; and no to mak him oot after a". But we"ll nail him yet."
Concurrent respondent: "But are ye sure it was him after a"?"
"Oh, perfectly! I canna be mistaen. It"s the surtout, beyond a" manner o" doubt; and of course it"s the man, too, seein he cam oot o" the house we were directed to."
The reasoning being quite satisfactory to the concurrent, he ventured no further remark on the subject of ident.i.ty; and we avail ourselves of the temporary pause which now took place between the speakers, to explain, that they had seen Jacob emerging from Simmins". They were just approaching at the moment; but the rapid rate at which the former was going prevented the closer intimacy which they intended, and hence the chase.
"Will we pin him in this house, then?" inquired Davy, again resuming the conversation.
"No; they might deny him. We"ll wait whar we are a bit, till he comes oot. Dog him, if he taks the direction o" the jail, and nab him at a convenient opportunity."
"He may bilk us."
"We"ll tak care o" that. We"ll gie him heels for"t, Davy, if that"s his gemm."
A pause in the conversation, which was not for some time interrupted, here ensued. After a short while, however, it was again broken in upon.