Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 19
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Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 19
Scottish Borders (Scotland) -- Fiction
Great was the surprise of the peaceful congregation assembled in
the little church of Ettleton, in Liddisdale, on a Sunday forenoon,
somewhere about one hundred and fifty years since, to see the Lord
of Hermitage come in amongst them, just as the service of the day
had begun. A surprise this, not without good and sufficient cause;
for, although the patron of the parish, and living in the immediate
neighbourhood of the church just named, the Lord of Hermitage had
not entered it for many a long year. Some of those present thought
it not unlikely, that he had begun to repent of his ways, which
were, indeed, evil—for a vicious, dissolute, and tyrannical man
was he—dreaded and detested by all who knew him; and that his
coming to church, on this occasion, was not improbably meant as a
public intimation of his having commenced the work of reformation;
and that it might, therefore, be looked upon as the first overt
act of contrition. Others, incredulous of so sudden a conversion
in a man so notorious for his wickedness, dreaded that his
appearance, on this occasion, boded no good; although they could
not conjecture, either, how any evil should arise from it.
In the meantime, while all eyes were fixed on him, the dreaded Lord
of Hermitage, slightly bowing to the officiating clergyman, took a
seat and seemed to listen for some time, with decent attention, to
his discourse. But it was only for a short time that he continued
to exhibit this becoming respect for the devotional proceedings
that were going forward. His eye was soon observed wandering over
the assembly, as if in search of some object, and was at length
seen fixed, with a steady and insolent gaze, on the beautiful
countenance of Isabella Foster, the daughter of a respectable
farmer, and one of his own tenants, who resided in the lower part
of Liddisdale. In this circumstance, simple as it was, or rather
would have been, but for the well-known character of the Lord
of Hermitage, some of the congregation felt assured that they
had discovered the secret of his appearance amongst them on this
occasion, while all considered it matter for strong suspicion of
evil intentions.
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