ling, and craves the protection of your nonour's party in these kittle times. Ah! your honour has a noble faculty in searching and explaining the secret,-ay, the secret and obscure and incomprehensible causes of the backslidings of the land; ay, your honour touches the root of the matter."

"Friend," said Gilfillan, with a more complacent voice than he had hitherto used, "honour not me; I do not go out to park-dikes, and to steadings, and to market-towns, to have herds and cotters and burghers pull off their bonnets to me as they do to Major Melville o' Cairnvreckan, and call me laird, or captain, or honour;-no, my sma' means, whilk are not aboon twenty thousand mark, have had the blessing of increase, but the pride of my heart has not increased with them; nor do I delight to be called captain, though I have the subscribed commission. of that gospel-searching nobleman, the Earl of Glencairn, in whilk I am so de

signated. While I live, I am, and will be called, Habakkuk Gilfillan, who will stand up for the standards of doctrine agreed to by the ance-famous Kirk of Scotland, before she trafficked with the accursed Achan, while he has a plack in his purse, or a drap o' bluid in his body.". 12 "Ah," said the pedlar, "I have seen your land about Mauchlin-a fertile spot! your lines have fallen in pleasant places!and siccan a breed o' cattle is not in ony laird's land in Scotland."

"Ye say right,-ye say right, friend," retorted Gilfillan eagerly, for he was not inaccessible to flattery upon this subject.

Ye say right; they are the real Lanca-shire, and there's no the like o' them even at the Mains of Kilmaurs;" and he then entered into a discussion of their excellencies, to which our readers would probably be as indifferent as our hero. After this excursion, the leader returned to his theological discussions, while the pedlar, less profound upon those mystic, points, con

tented himself with groaning, and expressing his edification at suitable intervals. "What a blessing it would be to the puir blinded popish nations among whom I hae sojourned, to have siccan a light to their paths! I hae been as far as Musco via in my sma' trading way, as a travelling merchant; and I hae been through France, and the Low Countries, and a' Poland, and maist feck o' Germany, and O! it would grieve your honour's soul to see the murmuring, and the singing, and massing, that's in the kirk, and the piping that's in the quire, and the heathenish dancing and dicing upon the Sabbath!";

This set Gilfillan off upon the Book of Sports and the Covenant, and the Engagers, and the Protesters, and the Whiggamores' Raid, and the Assembly of Divines at Westminster, and the Longer and Shorter Catechism, and the Excommunication at Torwood, and the slaughter of Archbishop Sharpe. This last topic again led him into the lawfulness of defensive arms, on

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which subject he uttered much more sense than could have been expected from some other parts of his harangue, and attracted even Waverley's attention, who had hitherto been lost in his own sad reflections. Mr Gilfillan then considered the lawfulness of a private man standing forth as the avenger of public oppression, and as he was labouring with great earnestness the cause of Mas James Mitchell, an accident occurred which interrupted his harangue.

The rays of the sun were lingering on the very verge of the horizon as the party ascended a hollow and somewhat steep path, which led to the summit of a rising ground. The country was uninclosed, being part of a very extensive heath or common; but it was far from level, exhibiting in many places hollows filled with furze and broom; in others, little dingles of stunted brushwood. A thicket of the latter description crowned the hill up. which the party ascended. The foremost of the band, being the stoutest and most active, had

pushed on, and, having surmounted the ascent, were out of ken for the present. Gilfillan, with the pedlar, and the small party who were Waverley's more immedi ate guard, were near the top of the ascent, and the remainder straggled after them at a considerable interval.

Such was the situation of matters, when the pedlar missing, as he said, a little dog-gie which belonged to him, began to halt and whistle for the animal. This signal, repeated more than once, gave offence to the rigour of his companion, the rather because it appeared to indicate inattention to the treasures of theological and controversial knowledge which he was pouring out for his edification. He therefore signified gruffly, that he could not waste This time in waiting for an useless cur.

"But if your honour wad consider the case of Tobit".

"Tobit!" exclaimed Gilfillan, with great heat; "Tobit and his dog baith are altogether heathenish and apocryphal, and