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barons and gentlemen were mortally wounded troublous times of Border marauding; for it was without being able to strike a blow, and without a place of considerable strength, being situated even the possibility, at that stage, of reaching on a peninsula, formed by a lake, and accessible the enemy. The horses became restless and from the land only by a drawbridge. Other impatient, weary of their inactivity. Mad with dependencies were the priory of Canonby in fear, occasioned by the stinging shower of arrows, Dumfriesshire, situated between the Esk and they plunged and reared so that they became the Liddel, near their junction. completely unmanageable. The appearance of In the early history of the Abbey of Jedburgh the dense mass of spearmen and naked Gal there are no facts of outstanding interest till the wegians has been likened to a huge hedgehog, 14th of October, 1285, when the nuptials of bristling over with a thousand shafts, whose Alexander III., King of Scotland, and Jolande, feathers were red with blood. It was not a daughter of the Count of Dreux, were there question of fighting. The only test of courage celebrated. The happy event was attended with was that of patiently submitting to be shot down great pomp and festivity, greater than had ever without turning their backs upon the foe. Such before been witnessed in Scotland. Tedburgh a state of things was beyond endurance for any was selected as the scene of these celebrations, length of time.

because of its charming situation and its beauty (To be continued).

of wood and river. All the Scottish, and many The Photo of Homildon Hill arrived too late for of the French nobility, were there assembled. re-production here. It will appear next month.

But a sudden check was given to the mirth of ED., B.11.

the marriage revels. In the midst of the royal The Abbeys of the Border.

banquet, a masque had been arranged. The

guests were seated on either side of the hall, and BY JAMES THOMSON.

a clear space kept for the performers in the NO. 11.— JEDBURGH.

centre. The tables groaned with good cheer, T HE first that we learn of any religious com- the cup was circulating freely, and not one ( munity on the banks of the Jed, is thought of care clouded a brow in the brilliant

connected with the name of Egrid, Bishop assemblage. Then the masque began : first of Lindisfarne, or Holy Island, who endowed came a band of revellers, playing upon various the monastery of Lindisfarne with two villages musical instruments, and accompanied by splencalled Jedworth, which he had built, one where did pageants, then a party of dancers who the town now stands, the other about four miles executed with many wonderful evolutions a sort and a half up the river valley. To the Church of military dance. The dance was just at its of St. Cuthbert, Jedworth, or Jedburgh, seems height, when suddenly an unexpected figure to have been still subject in the eleventh appeared, more a shadow than a human figure, century, but early in the twelfth, it fell under which seemed to glide instead of walk. The the jurisdiction of the Bishopric of Glasgow. revels were suddenly broken up, and each asked Acting on the advice of John, called also the other, with awe-struck face, what was the Achaius, whom he had preferred to the see of import of this unwelcome visitation. The preGlasgow, King David, of ecclesiastical fame, vailing opinion was that it boded no good to brought over to Jedburgh a body of religious the King, and this opinion was confirmed a few men from the Abbey of St. Quentin, at Beauvais, months after when Alexander was killed by a fall in France. These men were of the order of from his horse. Augustine Friars. Their discipline was less In the stormy time which followed so soon, rigid than that of other monks ; but they lived the history of Jedburgh Abbey is mostly conlike them under one roof, and were bound to nected with the general history of the country. observe the statutes of their order. Their habit When Edward, King of England, seized the was a long black cassock, surmounted by a crown of Scotland for himself, and demanded white rochet, with a black cloak and hood the homage and submission of the people, the They wore beards instead of shaving, and had the Abbot John of Jedburgh, with the other caps instead of cowls. The establishment was members of his community, swore fealty to him first a priory, and afterwards an abbey.

as their liege lord at Berwick. Their property, About the year 1162 we read of a dependency which had previously been forfeited, was now of Jedburgh Abbey, Restenote, a cell near For- restored. But the brethren were not for long to far; for Robert, a canon of Jedburgh, and prior enjoy immunity from the troubles of the time. of Restenote, was made prior of Scone. Most John Baliol grew weary of his vassalage to of the writings and valuable effects of the Abbey England, and strove to throw it off. But after seem to have been deposited at Restenote in the various Border skirmishes, the result was his own defeat and dethronement. The Scottish time before the Abbey recovered from its imarmy in its invasions of the north of England poverished condition in these troublous times, had set an evil example in the destruction of and for a very considerable period there is no the Abbey of Hexham, and some other religious mention of its affairs. When we gain any houses. When the Scots under Wallace resumed authentic information we find that the members the struggle for independence, the protection of the religious community endeavoured to avoid granted to Jedburgh Abbey was either revoked incurring the displeasure of either party in the or disregarded through greed of plunder and contentions of the times. We find Abbots of vindictive spirit. The Abbey was not only Jedburgh frequently witnessing deeds concerning ruthlessly plundered, but the conventual English grants, and in 1356 we find that the buildings were destroyed, and the lead stripped Abbot of Jedburgh was present, when Edward off the roof of the church. The abbot sought Baliol made a cession of the Kingdom of Scotredress of his grievances from the English King, land, and of his own private estates to Edward

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but as the proceedings were delayed, petitioned that the lead stolen from his church might be restored, thus showing how the monks placed the preservation of their beautiful church before their own personal interests at a time when they themselves had not a roof above their heads. So poverty-stricken, indeed, were the friars of Jedburgh, that the King of England in pity found a refuge for them among various of his own monastic establishments, with orders that they should be kindly received and well treated, until their own monastery might be repaired and fit for their occupation. It was probably a long

for the sum of five thousand merks, and an annual pension of two thousand pounds. The affairs of the monastery seem to have been prosperous in 1373, for we read of wool, the produce of the conventual estates, being exported, and King Edward granting a remission of customs on wool exported from the Abbeys of the Border. Letters of protection were granted to all members of these sacred bodies, but the ferocious spirit of the times is seen in the fact that passport or not, no Scotsman for three or four years after this date could travel in England without being stopped and robbed. Some canons of Jedburgh and Dryburgh, who took a classical side of the curriculum while attending journey into England to sue for restoration of the public school of St. Johns, Tom Watson had the property belonging to their churches, were “gone in " rather for the commercial as more brutally murdered.

to his liking. The head-master of that instituIn 1513, the citizens of Jedburgh thought tion had a craze for training his senior proper to establish in the town an order of commercial pupils in book-keeping, and boasted Franciscan friars, about thirty in number, of the that his boys were so thoroughly “up” in reformed class called Observantines.

the literature of the day-book, the journal, the Their mode of life was exceedingly austere. cash-book, and the ledger, that they could at They were not allowed to possess property either once assume the responsibities of any counting. as individuals or a community, except the ground house to which they might find themselves apon which their houses stood. They subsisted pointed. entirely on charity. A certain number of them Vain boast! What boy, entering the countingwent about in turns with a wallet soliciting alms, house department of any business, is asked to hence they were called mendicant or begging air his knowledge of book-keeping by taking his friars. Their dress was a grey woollen gown place over the heads of a lot of poor fellows with a cowl, girt round the middle with a rope, who have been working there for years among and they went about barefoot.

day-books and ledgers, with but faint hopes of Any references to the Abbey which we find ever attaining the position of head book-keeper at this period are so much bound up with Border or chief cashier! With such a training, and with history that the limits of this article do not the notions that such a training had put into permit their narration. In 1544 the Abbey was his head, it can scarcely be a matter of surprise destroyed by the English, and its tower and if Tom Watson felt considerably disappointed choir still show the marks of battery by the in being set to copy letters, enter invoices, and enemy's cannon. The ruin of Jedburgh in 1544 docquet accounts, instead of being set to keep seems to have been complete, and from that the bill-book or balance the cash for which he ruin it never recovered. At the Reformation, deemed himself thoroughly qualified, the establishment met the fate of the rest. The Frank, brusque, and apt to be quick in temper monastic order was suppressed, and the revenues -qualities inherited from his father, the forester were confiscated.

-Tom asked one of the clerks one day how The Next .Irticle of the Series will be Dryburgh. long he was expected to be kept among the

drudgeries of the counting-house.

“What do you want ? " replied the clerk The Quarry Master.

Jackson, the youngest son of a wealthy Glasgow BORDER STORY.

merchant living in one of the finest houses in BY ALEXANDER SELKIRK.

Hillhead. “What do you want?”.
CHAP. X.

“I want out of this sickening drudgery. I THE COUNTING-HOUSE.

was taught at school to keep a set of books, and

make a balance-sheet.” CCUPYING a large space in the northern “Oh, indeed, you were—were you? Then

quarter of the city—so large, indeed, perhaps you would like to jump over the heads

that each side of the rectangular block is of six of us, and take the crib of old Colway the bounded by a street-stands the great printing cashier !” and publishing establishmentof Maclellan & Sons, “I could easily take his place if offered it.” Limited. Here the accepted work of an author “Well--that's about the coolest piece of comes in the form of a manuscript, and here it cheek I ever heard in all my life.” Then leaves in the form of a volume, got up in the fine calling out to some of his fellow-clerks, Jackson artistic taste and finished style of workmanship rehearsed the “cheek” that had just been that characterise everything taken in hand by uttered. A yell of derisive laughter followedthe famous firm. In the centre of the block, repeated again and yet again. like the engine-room of a steam-ship, are the Unlucky Tom Watson! It was a long time private rooms of the partners, and the suite of ere he heard the last of that unfortunate asapartments included under the general term of sertion. It “nettled " the fellows in the office the Counting house.

more than amused them, and sowed the seeds Here in this counting-house, occupying the of jealousy which bore its bitter fruit by and bye. humblest position in the department, is our Good-natured, with no such thing as ill-will in young friend, the ex-expectant millionaire of his disposition, Tom Watson endeavoured to the Eildonlea quarry. Caring little for the live down the banter as he had done the ridicule

that had followed the incident in the quarry at Eil- balancing. When it was at last discovered where donlea. He apologised for the unlucky mistake the error lay, the cash broke out afresh a day or he had made, declared that he wanted promotion two afterwards, and kept the counting-house in over nobody's head, and explained that it arose hot water. Somebody must have got payment of from the training he had received at school. an account and not entered the same : or some

"All in good time, Tom, my man. You'll body must have paid some account and made no rise to eminence some day, like me-head note of it. There was a cash-hunt almost every book-keeper in this great establishment, with a day, and the hunt always ended in the discovery wife and weans at home to comfort ye after your of some memoranda lying below the eyes of the day's work is done here."

old gentleman who had set the hunt agoing. “Thank you, Mr. Paterson, for your kind

(To be continued.) words—the first I've heard for some weeks.” There was a touch of emotion in the lad's

A TReverie. voice-a touch of nature which helped to bring One summer evening—'twas the month of June, the younger clerks into something like forgive. When all the brightest blossoms were in bloom-ness and sympathy with the junior who was I wandered idly down by Teviot side voted “not a bad fellow, after all, in spite of his And listened to the rippling of its tide. Border cheek.'

The cooling breezes played upon its breast Mr. Paterson ranked next to Mr. Colway, the And all my drooping inner thoughts refreshed. cashier, the two oldest employees of the firm, I watched the sinking sun, the crescent moon, and who had both been connected with it since And slowly gathering shades of coming gloom, its establishment by the father of Mr. Maclellan. That told the daylight's course was nearly o'er, Mr. Paterson, it used to be remarked, had sat And night, its fellow-rival, king once moreon the same stool, and at the same desk, for the Just then it was a far from equal fight same number of years as the children of Israel For day was long and very brief the night; had wandered in the wilderness of Sinai.

But, summer past, grim winter will return, The other clerks in the office were all younger And lengthened night will shortened daylight men-good fellows doing their work well, but To hum the busy insect tribe had ceased spurn. always “ on the scheme " to get down town for And all the air was filled with perfect peace, a turn or two in Buchanan Street. There was Save that there came from Minto's neighbouring one long standing ordinance which had afforded The lowly murmur of the cooing dove. wood a plausible pretext for absence from the office I mused on many a mirthful hour gone by; for an hour or so, whenever such was specially I heaved, and heaved again, a useless sigh wanted by any one of the clerks. A butcher in For joys long past with childhood's happy day, the east-end of the city was always behind with When in the flowery meads I loved to play. his half-yearly feu-duty payable to Mr. Once more I dwelt in that health-giving isle, Maclellan in connection with some private trust. Which Phoebus blesses with his bounteous smile; It was the collection of this feu-duty which Where Philomel sings far into the night; afforded the pretext for at least an hour out. Where nature's garb is one of pure delight; “ Where is Jackson?” Mr. Colway would ask, And all the tenderest flowers and shrubs combine peeping out of his little cash-room.

To make her woods a paradise divine; “He's away down to see if he can get In pastoral Ettrick and in Yarrow too, Macfarlane's feu-duty which was promised Where poesy's sweet seedling sprang and grewto-day," some of the clerks would reply.

Yarrow, that placid vale and storied stream, “Confound that feu-duty," muttered the old Whose murmuring flow inspires the poet's dream ; cashier retreating into his den.

Yarrow, by Scott, by Hogg, and Wordsworth loved In about an hour afterwards, Jackson would And all who near its mossy banks have roved. return, but, of course, with no feu-duty. Pro- Yarrow! I've seen thee under every hue, bably in a day or two later on, the feu-duty was Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter's icy thew, again put into requisition until it was at last Through memory's mirror I can see thee yet, paid, when all decent pretext for another outing Thy charms are such as I may ne'er forget; was laid on the shelf for the next month or two. Beside thy birken bowers were I content

But for the butcher's feu-duty, it was declared If all my years in happiness were spent. that life in the counting-house of Maclellan & No other spot I know around whose name Sons would have been insupportable and not A brighter halo of romantic fame worth the living. The clerks had their existence There clings. Heaven grant, O, gentle river, embittered by Mr. Colway, whose cash was always That you and I through life may love for ever. committing some freak of over or under

APOLLO.

TO CORRESPONDENTS.
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matters should be addressed to the Editor, Mr. NICHOLAS
DICKSON, 19 Waverley Gardens, Crossmyloof, Glasgow.

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129

LIST OF CONTENTS.
JOHN TELFER, Esq. By STUART DOUGLAS ELLIOT, S.S.C. (Portrait and Illustrations),

121 BORDER BATTLES AND BATTLEFIELDS : HOMILDON Hill. By JAMES ROBSON, .

124 THE ABBEYS OF THE BORDER. No. II.-- JEDBURGH. By JAMES THOMSON. (Illustrated), 126 THE QUARRY MASTER : A BORDER STORY. By ALEXANDER SELKIRK,

128 A REVERIE. By APOLLO, - - - - - - - .. EDITORIAL NOTICES AND LIST OF CONTENTS,

130 CAERLANRIG : A NOVEL. By Sir GEORGE DOUGLAS, Bart.,

1 30 Dr. JOHN LEYDEN'S INDIAN CAREER. By CARFAX. (Illustrated), .

133 GRETNA GREEN AND ITS MARRIAGES. By G M. R.,

1 36 THE BALLAD OF CAPTAIN JOHN,

- 139 BORDER BOOKS,

139 BORDER NOTES AND QUERIES,

140 LOVE ON TWEED: A STORY O' TRAQUAIR,

Supplement

Caerlanrig, A Hovel.
BY SIR GEORGE DOUGLAS, BART.,

Author of "The New Border Tales, " “ The Fireside Tragedy."
CHAP. IV.

evangelical order-principles which she painfully

strove to instil into myself. I remember her ELL, I suppose that most men's early best as I have seen her sit for hours together,

recollections are of affection in some her mittened hands either folded before her, or

kind or other-if not of a mother's love, else supporting a volume of divinity; whilst I then of an elder sister's, or a nurse's. I have was left to my own devices in the room, being nothing of the sort to recall. My guardian forbidden, however, to make any noise, or to during infancy was an elderly gentlewoman, who touch any article excepting my own few toys. had undertaken the charge of me with a view to The sole other occupant of the house was an increasing small means. We lived together in aged female domestic. She had been a notorious a retired house on the outskirts of Melmerby, a drunkard ; but professing to have been village in Cumberland. Let me endeavour to do “converted," she was taken into the service of no injustice to Miss Erne. She was a woman of Miss Erne, who laboured at reclaiming her. But exemplary life, who, according to her own lights, the woman was either a hypocrite or an incurable, I believe, sincerely meant to do her duty by me. for she kept spirits concealed in the bedroom But possibly an unfortunate venture which she which I shared with her, and would drink freely had made as a teacher had given her a dislike to at nights or when her mistress's back was turned, children. Assuredly nature never created a after which she often terrified me with her woman less fitted to have charge of a child. violence. Of course, there were other children Her mind was narrow, her circle of interests in the village, but either in consequence of painfully restricted, and she displayed in great instructions which she had received, or from her perfection some of the petty characteristics of the own notion of discipline, Miss Erne forbade pattern old maid-such as a craze for order, a my associating with them. Amid such hatred of the slightest noise, or of whatever surroundings my earliest years were passed ! disturbed the dreary and punctilious routine of At the age of eight, I was transferred from her daily life. In youth she had come under Melmerby to a country school in the north of the influence of John Wesley, and had become England. No doubt I benefited by the change, deeply imbued with religious principles of an for I had now the society suited to my age. I

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