A DAUGHTER OF RAASAY A TALE OF THE '45 By WILLIAM MacLEOD RAINE Illustrated by STUART TRAVIS NEW YORK FREDERICK A. STOKES COMPANY PUBLISHERS ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Copyright, 1901, by Frank Leslie Publishing House Copyright, 1902, by Frederick A. Stokes Company All rights reserved Published in October, 1902 ------------------------------------------------------------------------- [Illustration: AILEEN] ------------------------------------------------------------------------- TO MR. ELLERY SEDGWICK ------------------------------------------------------------------------- CONTENTS CHAPTER I. The Sport of Chance II A Cry in the Night III Deoch Slaint an Righ! IV Of Love and War V The Hue and Cry VI In The Matter of a Kiss VII My Lady Rages VIII Charles Edward Stuart IX Blue Bonnets are Over the Border X Culloden XI The Red Heather Hills XII Volney Pays a Debt XIII The Little God has an Innings XIV The Aftermath XV A Reprieve! XVI Volney's Guest XVII The Valley of the Shadow XVIII The Shadow Falls The Afterword ------------------------------------------------------------------------- THE LADIES OF ST. JAMES'S The ladies of St. James's Go swinging to the play; Their footmen run before them With a "Stand by! Clear the way!" But Phyllida, my Phyllida! She takes her buckled shoon. When we go out a-courting Beneath the harvest moon. The ladies of St. James's! They are so fine and fair, You'd think a box of essences Was broken in the air: But Phyllida, my Phyllida! The breath of heath and furze When breezes blow at morning, Is not so fresh as hers. The ladies of St. James's! They're painted to the eyes; Their white it stays forever, Their red it never dies: But Phyllida, my Phyllida! Her colour comes and goes; It trembles to a lily,-- It wavers like a rose. The ladies of St. James's! You scarce can understand The half of all their speeches, Their phrases are so grand: But Phyllida, my Phyllida! Her shy and simple words Are clear as after raindrops The music of the birds.