The Manchester Rebels of the Fatal '45Ainsworth, William Harrison
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The Manchester Rebels of the Fatal '45
Ainsworth, William Harrison
Great Britain -- History -- George II, 1727-1760 -- Fiction; Jacobite Rebellion, 1745-1746 -- Fiction
Helen then consulted the sergeant, who signified his assent, upon
which she told Beppy she was ready to go with her. Excusing herself to
the general, Beppy then took her father's arm, and they set off for
the doctor's residence, accompanied by the Scottish damsel.
CHAPTER V.
HELEN CARNEGIE'S STORY.
After Helen Carnegie had partaken of some refreshment, and drunk a
glass of mead, with which she was mightily pleased, she went with
Beppy to the young lady's boudoir, where a basket full of blue and
white ribbons was found upon the work-table, and they sat down
together to make cockades--chatting merrily as they proceeded with
their task.
By this time the frank Scottish lassie had become quite confidential
with her new friend, and had told her simple story--explaining that
she was merely a husbandman's daughter, and had passed eighteen
summers and winters among the hills near Ruthven. She had first seen
Sergeant Erick Dickson at Perth, when the Highland army came there. He
had wooed her and won her heart, but she refused to wed him till the
fighting was over. She afterwards saw him at Edinburgh, after the
battle of Gladsmuir, and he pressed her so strongly to accompany him
on the march to England that she consented. She had suffered far less
than might have been expected from the fatigues of the long march, and
thought she was now quite as strong and as able to endure hardship as
Erick himself.
"You may blame me for the bold step I have taken, dear young leddy,"
she said, "and I ken fu' weel it was imprudent, but as yet I have had
no cause to repent it. I loo'd Erick dearly, an' didna like to pairt
wi' him. Sae I ha' ridden by his side a' the way frae Edinburgh to
this toon, and shall gae on wi' him to Lunnon, if the prince should
gang sae far, as Heaven grant he may! To a young leddy like yersel,
siccan a life as I hae led wadna be possible, but to a mountain lassie
there's nae hardship in it, but great enjoyment. Everywhere on the
march, sin we crossed the Border, the Southrons hae shown me kindness.
'Twas only to ask and have. Never have I wanted a night's lodging. As
to Erick, you will readily guess how carefully he has tented me. But
he has never neglected his duty, and I have helped him to discharge it
as far as I could. Our love has been tried, and has stood the test,
and is now stronger than ever. Loosome as ye are, young leddy, ye must
needs hae a lover, and I trust he may prove as fond and faithful as
Erick. Then you'll never regret your choice."
"I thank you for the good wish, Helen," said Beppy, smiling. "But I
have no lover."
"I canna believe it. I'm much mista'en if I didna see a weel-faur'd
callant cast lovin' een upon ye in the marketplace just now. He wasna
far off when the general spoke to me.
"Mr. Atherton Legh, I suppose you mean?" observed Beppy, blushing.
"Ay, that's his name. I heard the general ca' him sae."
"And so you have no fault to find with your lover?" said Beppy,
anxious to change the subject.
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