Waverley; or, 'Tis sixty years since — Complete

Name: Waverley; or, 'Tis sixty years since — Complete
Author: Scott, Walter

Scott, Walter

Historical fiction; Jacobite Rebellion, 1745-1746 -- Fiction; Scotland -- History -- 18th century -- Fiction

He went on regretting to Evan Dhu the death of an aged man, Donnacha an
Amrigh, or Duncan with the Cap, 'a gifted seer,' who foretold, through
the second sight, visitors of every description who haunted their
dwelling, whether as friends or foes.

'Is not his son Malcolm taishatr (a second-sighted person)?' asked Evan.

'Nothing equal to his father,' replied Donald Bean. 'He told us the
other day, we were to see a great gentleman riding on a horse, and
there came nobody that whole day but Shemus Beg, the blind harper, with
his dog. Another time he advertised us of a wedding, and behold it
proved a funeral; and on the creagh, when he foretold to us we should
bring home a hundred head of horned cattle, we gripped nothing but a
fat bailie of Perth.'

From this discourse he passed to the political and military state of
the country; and Waverley was astonished, and even alarmed, to find a
person of this description so accurately acquainted with the strength
of the various garrisons and regiments quartered north of the Tay. He
even mentioned the exact number of recruits who had joined Waverley's
troop from his uncle's estate, and observed they were PRETTY MEN,
meaning, not handsome, but stout warlike fellows. He put Waverley in
mind of one or two minute circumstances which had happened at a general
review of the regiment, which satisfied him that the robber had been an
eye-witness of it; and Evan Dhu having by this time retired from the
conversation, and wrapped himself up in his plaid to take some repose,
Donald asked Edward, in a very significant manner, whether he had
nothing particular to say to him.

Waverley, surprised and somewhat startled at this question from such a
character, answered, he had no motive in visiting him but curiosity to
see his extraordinary place of residence. Donald Bean Lean looked him
steadily in the face for an instant, and then said, with a significant
nod, 'You might as well have confided in me; I am as much worthy of
trust as either the Baron of Bradwardine or Vich Ian Vohr. But you are
equally welcome to my house.'

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Waverley; or, 'Tis sixty years since — Complete

Scott, Walter

Historical fiction; Jacobite Rebellion, 1745-1746 -- Fiction; Scotland -- History -- 18th century -- Fiction

He went on regretting to Evan Dhu the death of an aged man, Donnacha an
Amrigh, or Duncan with the Cap, 'a gifted seer,' who foretold, through
the second sight, visitors of every description who haunted their
dwelling, whether as friends or foes.

'Is not his son Malcolm taishatr (a second-sighted person)?' asked Evan.

'Nothing equal to his father,' replied Donald Bean. 'He told us the
other day, we were to see a great gentleman riding on a horse, and
there came nobody that whole day but Shemus Beg, the blind harper, with
his dog. Another time he advertised us of a wedding, and behold it
proved a funeral; and on the creagh, when he foretold to us we should
bring home a hundred head of horned cattle, we gripped nothing but a
fat bailie of Perth.'

From this discourse he passed to the political and military state of
the country; and Waverley was astonished, and even alarmed, to find a
person of this description so accurately acquainted with the strength
of the various garrisons and regiments quartered north of the Tay. He
even mentioned the exact number of recruits who had joined Waverley's
troop from his uncle's estate, and observed they were PRETTY MEN,
meaning, not handsome, but stout warlike fellows. He put Waverley in
mind of one or two minute circumstances which had happened at a general
review of the regiment, which satisfied him that the robber had been an
eye-witness of it; and Evan Dhu having by this time retired from the
conversation, and wrapped himself up in his plaid to take some repose,
Donald asked Edward, in a very significant manner, whether he had
nothing particular to say to him.

Waverley, surprised and somewhat startled at this question from such a
character, answered, he had no motive in visiting him but curiosity to
see his extraordinary place of residence. Donald Bean Lean looked him
steadily in the face for an instant, and then said, with a significant
nod, 'You might as well have confided in me; I am as much worthy of
trust as either the Baron of Bradwardine or Vich Ian Vohr. But you are
equally welcome to my house.'

Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.

Waverley; or, 'Tis sixty years since — Complete

Waverley; or, 'Tis sixty years since — Complete

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