Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 07
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Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 07
Scottish Borders (Scotland) -- Fiction
"During this period, I was quite unoccupied, and walked the streets of
Edinburgh with a stately gait. How different were my feelings now from
what they once had been on the same spot, in former days, when I had run
or glided through them, timorous and abject! A child might have taken
the wall of me then; now I had a splendid dress, and guineas in my
pocket. I walked erect and resolute as a giant, and would give the wall
to none; such is the effect of circumstances upon the mind. This, I
believe, is the only time in my life I ever was so foolish. I feared to
meet any one who could by any chance have recognised me. Yet in my pride
I was still a solitary being, too bashful to make new acquaintances with
those I thought my equals, and too proud to associate with those I had
known before. Thus did I strut about like a solitary peacock in a
farm-yard, with this difference, that I became, unlike the haughty bird,
weary of my own consequence.
"After the funeral of Eliza, Mr H---- pleaded upon the captain to remain
in Edinburgh; but he replied that he could not; all the scenes around
only added to his melancholy, by recalling to his mind the lovely object
he had lost for ever, and brought up the consciousness of the means--his
own cruelty and jealous temper. In a few days we were once more on our
way to London, where we arrived in safety, and found the Eliza moored at
Rotherhithe. The captain resumed his active duties; and his grief was
either more bearable, or, to blunt its edge, he entered more keenly into
commerce. I was now appointed second mate. His wish was to obtain a
distant freight, unmindful to what part of the world, so that the period
of his absence from Britain might be the greatest. Not finding one so
readily as he wished, he took a rich cargo on board upon his own
account, fitted for the Indian market, and we left the Thames in
November, 1751.
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