The British Press; or, Morning Literary Advertiser.
London, England, 1820-09-21 00:00:00

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frail ores 10 iwvere s proof that you have the rester
strength on 'our ►ide, and are resolved to use it.
But I dunk you for it—it is the most decisive token
of the terms on which thiadig's business is to rest.

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may see imprinted on mine ann.' "
Young George Douglas, whose exploit in deliver.
ing the Qareti from imprisonment is well known,
is now introduced; and the plans of the limited
court of Mary to escape, together with their doubts
whether to trust Roland, or treat him as an enemy.
occupy a cottsidereble space. Douglas's love arid
rte-votertnesa are as finely delineated us any other
io,livirlual passions in The Abbot ; praise beyond
t''s it would not be easy to bestow upon their trea-
t:wit.
Roland somehow finds grace in the sight of the
Laity of 'Lockinahren, and is sent on business of
her'. to Kinross, on the main lapel. Here there is
a fair and gale-.14v, into the sports. of which he
en errs with youthful alacrity, under the auspices
of a whimsical personage, the Douglas's Chamber-
lain, Dr. Luke Lonrho. But the most important
matters connected with this mission are his ineetiog
once more with the supposed Catharine in disguise,
and with the Abbot Ainbmsins, and with Margaret
Grusiere, in the Kari) of ai witch, and under the name
of Sheller Nieneven; in short, with the Queen's par.
sizans devasing•tuessis for her flightp..usuf intelli-
gence with the castle, through gsf”softliNkof George
Douglas.
The fair and its shows are igititkirpilimd style of
our able reviver of ancient manners; bat we have
quoted too much to be able to give what of our
apse, we wish to description, and must briefly
hurry our to {he close. On returning to the island,
Holairil is locked out of the ,castle by Dryfesd tle
the steward, las inertly, and a fanatical villain.
Obliged. to lie all night in the garden, he accident-
• defrata a pilot fur releaoing the Queer', and
Ifieorge Douglas, being thus betrayrd, flies to the
mainland. Roland is now the last hope of Mary.
whom the steward attempts to pourer.. but having
'purchased the drugs from ModseVilicrieven, they
prove to Ire iimoirious. The eatiffitrophe hurries
on. Drylesidale is sent off by: .Ihe lady, and
',tabbed in a quarrel by Henry Seytors. the brother
to Catharine. His letters lead to the formation of
• heifer plan for the escape of the -captive Queen,
which is finally effected, chiefly through the monu-
mentality of Roland. The Queen is alruost over.
come as the hour approaches, and Catharine ex.
ClalfTlf
" For God's sake, Madam, droop not now—.
▪ rot row.'—' Call upon our Lady, my Liege,'
said the Lady Fleining—• rah upon your tutelar
Call the spirits of the hundred Kings
yogi are des ended from.' exclaimed the page; ' its
this hour of need, the resolution of • Monarch were
• It the aid of a hundred Saints."—• 0 ! Roland
1;•11!711f.,. said Mary, in a tone of deep despondency,
• he tine to me—many have been false to me.
Ala»! I have not always been true-to myself. My
wind misgives me that I shall (lie in bondage, and
noit this hold attempt will coot all our lives. It
was ft retold site by a soothsayer in France. that 'l.
die in prison, and by a siolent death, and
here conics the hour-0, would to God it found
me prepared !'—' Madam.' said Catharine Seyton,
• oementher you are a Queen. Better we all died'
i.i bravely attempting to gain our .freedom, than re.
married here (u be poisoned, as men rid them of the
nostons vermin that haunt old liouses.'—' You are
right, Catherine,' said the Queen ; ' and Mary will
hear her like herself. But. alas! your young and
huevant spirit can ill spell the causes which have
liruk:en mice. Forgive me, my children, and fare-
well for la w bile—l sill prepare both mind and
body for this awful .venture'."
Bin we are warned to wind up: Mary's evasion
leads to the fetal battle in which her fliers& are de-
feated, and her flight into Englund. Young Set-
too is Mato, and so is George Douglas, in an af-
fecting way. before the face of his usoch.loverf

melancholy intenst is raised by soak-
it.ll this happen at the castled* Crookstone, where
Maly pa.seil her happy bridal days with Darnley.
Itidaivi 11 found to be the ►on of Julian ♦veuel and
1•Is wife, aliireme (the child left by his dead parents
iii the field of ►tnfe, which concludes the Monso-
n-1y), seal of course the repiesentative of the house
, A se's. I. A short addition informs us of his union
with Catharine, who was compelled to leave her So.
veseigis when her imprisonment iu England was
tendered more strait by the ili,sembling Elizabeth
end her crafty counsellors. We can only subjoin
the final exit of Magdalen :
Roln►d's band, she led him to the
1,1 tier o's feet, kneeling herself upon one knee, and
siiusing lain to kneel on both, Mighty Priticns,'
she said, look on this flower—it was found by a
kindly ►tranger on a bloody field of battle, and
lung it was ere my anxious eye* saw, and iny anus
pees-ed, all that was left of my only daughter.
For Sour sake, and for that of the holy faith sae
both profess, I could leave this plant, while it was
yet tender, to the nurture of strangers--ayr, of rue.
/nits, to whom, perchance, his blood would have

been wine, had the hererrtic Glendiutinig known
that he h,d in his house the heir of Jailors Avesiel.
Since then 1 have been him only in a few hours of
doubt and dread, and now I pit with the child of
my love—for ever—for eve►. Oh. for every weary
step 1 have Horde in your rightful cause, io this and
in foreign lauds, give protection to tl►e child whom
1 moil no longer call mine !' I swear to you, saw
1 her,' said the Queen, deeply affected, • that, fur
your sake and his own, his happiness an►l fortunes
shalt he our charge !' 1 thank you, daugh-
ter of Princes,' said Magdalen, and pretpap:d lier
',vs, first to than Queen's blind, than to the
brow of her grandson. • Anal now,' she said,
drying her tturs, and rising with digipity, ' milt
Iwt had its own. and heaven claims the rest.
bias of.Serolaorl, go forth and conquer, and if
tiw Prayers of s devoted votaress can avail thee, they
will ►ise so wally a itu)d, and front many a distant
14.1111 e. I w►ll glide like a ghost (ruin laud to loud,
Steno -temple to temple; sod where the very twine
,Af, roe, potiiitry ipsuuknown. the priests shall ink who
1,4 a II k, Qpitenof that distant Northern Laird, for whom
aged pilgrims was so fervent in 'prayer. bare-
♦ melt Inrosinir ply this*. sod earthly prosperity. if it
sate the will of God—if not, may the vespaut e thou
.h&t do here ensure thee happiness hereafter ! —Let