Nashville patriot. [volume] (Nashville, Tenn.) 1858-1860, 1859-03-23

the kings of ScOtland.-hOw much is there
not here, ESPECIALLY when passed through
the prism of some OF the most admirable strains
of modern pOctry,-tO fire youthful imagi-
nation But shortened my visit, hoping be-
fore left the neighborhood to visit MelrOse,
in company with greater magician than he
that sleeps within its crumbling vaults.
THE ARRIVAL.
The family were at table when | arrived,
the dinner hour being earlier than thought;
but my coming in caused no stir. | was re-
ceived as an old acquaintance-mi also
say friend. Mr.. Scott Gor snch he then was)
abiding to some remarks that had passed be-
tween us in Edinburgh, about the prodigious
effect of his poems in turning such vast
amount of travel into the lake region of
Scotland, scarcely visited before except by
an occasional antiquarian tourist.-good bu-
moredIy asked, whether | did not forgive
him the time and money he had cost me
among the lochs and hills ," Starting with
this genial salutation, the afternoon and eve
ming passed with inconceivable rapidly.
Sir Walter was il the best possible spirits,
and Sophia, as yet Clancy Free" sang us
several ballads with the most touching ex-
preston and pathos.
MIR. EVERETT GOES TO CHURCH, AND HIS HOST
GOES To WALK.
The next day was Sunday. Sir Walter
gave me my choice of going with his wife
and daughter to church, or walking with him
over the fields. / decided for the former. aud
drove with them to the church ut Selkirk.
The intellectual portion of the service was
not of Il high order, but the devotional parts
were performed with becoming solemnity.
The singing was about such you would
hear from we'll trained choir in one of our
rural churches; and it was a matter of no
little qualification to me, to hear some Of the
the fine old familiar tunes, sung in the heart
of the strange land, amid 50 many impress
sive associations. and by the voices of my in
teresting companions.
MIR. EVERETT ENJOYS SUNDAY, AND Is REMINDED
or xENOPHoN.
After our return home, we walked out, in
the hope of meeting Sir Walter, TO what was
called IN the family the Mushroom park
Mrs. Scott the Young ladies and Charles,
Walter. the oldest son, being in the highlands.
We took with us pretty formidable atten- |
dance of dogs. viz: the favorite dccr-hound, |
MAZDA, then quite advanced in years, a grey
hound (who was. however. black and called |
spaniel named Finette, and |
Urisk, sprite terrier from the isle of Skye, |
all well-known iavorites aud privileged com
panions at home and abroad. We soon fell |
in with Sir Walter, who, though he had been /
on his feet all the morning. said he made II a /
rule never TO turn his back on good company |
and joiued US. We had scramble in the /
park. who should pick mp the best mnsh- |
rooms and the most of them. The visitor
was allowed. as a privileged person unae-
quaintcd with the localities, 10 cutter into a
partnership with Miss Scott, and of course
their joint stock was the largest.
While We were busy searching for mush-
rooms, the dogs. following their instinct.
we're busy searching for a hare. Ii was
really curious To see the approach To reason
on the part Of these poor animals. The grey
hounds Is swift Of foot but has no seent; the |
spaniel has no hcetness bat has an acnte
smell. The spanicl's nose Vas down amang /
the bushes, and her whole little body in i
fiutter of search, whisking from cover 10 /
eover like a little four legged spirit. The /
lean aud long-ieggtd greyhound, his ribs
staring through hls skin, without attempting |
Go join la the search, kept close TO Finette. |
Al last the hare was started; the greyhound |
bounded on like lightning In pursuit., and |
poor little Fiaette, haying done her duty, |
came iawning round Der master. All tbe |
time, the stately old deer~bound was stalking |
about sith sovereign naeonerrn; and Urisk. |
the little eur from the isle Of skye. ffisking |
briztllag, wierd-looking lump Of live hair, |
wss playing with Charles. The poor hare
took the road and MAS soon rRn ao~n; and |
then the old deer hound stalked majestlcally |
toward the game; gro~led sharply at Hamlet |
TO drive him on, aud seizing the hare with |
bis lneth brought ID with great saleEnnlty
aud laid u at Mr.. Scott's feet. The affair cas-
every way oct Of scasnn. II was Sunday,
and The sporting s-ason bad not begua: but
Il bad takea Rlace accldxnially, and Wa
not sorry 90 wiiaess the sight for the arss
illus Ia my life, though not without eomPaae-