The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1903-03-01

vice. and they got it Sir Walter used to
ten them TO give up their dreaming and go
always stopped everybody that he met.
That's the way he got most of his material
TOT the Waverley novels. L remember an
incident that my mother used to tell. Sir
waiter purchased an ak and stopped TO get
man to paint his name on IT, A cousin
by the name of Scott was In the company.
Sir Walter handed out his card. If you'll
give me this card I'll paint a dozen axes.
said the man. will not my friends card
do as well? His name is Scott, asked Sir
Walter oh, no. that's no good replied the
walter nightly.
I'VE used to wonder when Sir Walter got
time to write his books. At noon he would
go OH with his dogs and never show up UNI
til night. We found one day that he got
up early in the morning and wrote before
anyone was stirring. 1t took Us a long time
10 learn that, though.
'Sir Walters vile was a dainty little
trenchwoman. One day her fayorite little
dog chased a mouse into a hole In the
wall and she almost had Mt. oh, VIII
liarn. William. she called to my father,
re dog will die, re dog will die she yelled
until my father came and pulled the poor
little thing out" and Miss Bogie laughed
dent.
Il must tell you about one time that
Tom Moore came TO Abbotsford. He came
was stormipg when they came in Sir
Walter had his head back and his bonnet
OF. enjoying the rain, while Moore was
slouehing along at his side like little
dog.
Lord Byron used to come too. but I
never saw him. He gave Sir Walter an
urn full Of dead mems bones and Sir Wal
ter gave him a gold handled dagger In re.
turn. James Hogg, the 'Ettrick Shepherd,
used TO come, too, but Lady Scott never
liked him. because he would put his great
muddy feet on the chairs and furniture
wnen they weren't Mt to be on the carpet
let alone the furniture
Yes. knew all of Sir Walters family
Young Sir Walter was not good for much.
rear, except TO spend money. He was a
selfish, fine appearing young fellow. Sir
Walter himself built house and gave it to
Lockhart, who married Sophie Scott. But
he never gave Lockhart any deed for the
house. and after his death young Sir Wal
ter seized it. We children always thought
a great deal of Miss Anne We liked
Charles the other SON. too. but he wasn't
as nice looking as young Sir Walter. Here
is letter that my father received from
Anne once"
Miss Bogie produced an old yellow piece
OF paper from which strip had been torn.
The letter read:
II will thank you. Bogie, to engage the
popular woman you mention.
Il am sorry to part with Alicia. but it
would be better to give up keeping poultry
than to go on as We have done.
Il hope Mrs. Bogie and the children are
well. l hope we shall get to Abbotsford
for a few days next Saturday week. But
shall write to both before come; ! remain
June, 1928, Wednesday morning"
Here is a letter from Sir Walter himself
to my father" said Miss Bogie, as she
handed another faded strip to the visitor.
Il got your letter, William, and am glad
that all is going on well. / should wish the
parts of the garden railing to be we'll paid
with cold tar when put into the ground. /
fancy we shall burn some of our own be-
money is needed for coal and will send it
next month. Yours, w. S.
"Wednesday
A picture of Sir Walter. dated 1881, was
shown by the little woman. 1t represented
him sitting with his cane in front of
him and his hands clasped over the cane
head. BY his side is an immense stag
hound.
THAT was his favorite position, and that
was his favorite dog, Maidie." said Miss
Bogie. THE other dogs were Jealous of
her, and they used to fight her when she
would leave her masters side. That pic
ture came directly from Abbotsford. Here
is the last card that Sir Walter ever
wrote"
From within japanned box Miss Bogie
produced a small morocco card case, on
each side of which was a gilt design of
arabesque. From within the well-worn
case she took a small card. which had
been handled considerably. 1t bore the
carelessly written name, Walter Scott,
blotted somewhat. She also produced two
rings containing within the seals locks of
Sir Walters hair, and engraved with the
words: I'm memory of Sir Walter Scott;
died Sept. Il, 1892 They were given to
my father and mother by Miss Anne" said
the lady simply.