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 trembling, bat pretended to be fast asleep. When he was ready to depart, he took his bundle below his arm, came up to the side of the bed, and listened if I was sleeping. He then stood long hesitating, looking w fully to the door, and then to me, alternately; and saw him three or four times wipe his eyes. At lehe shook me gently by the shoulder, and asked if I was awake. I feigned to start, and answered as if asleep. “I must bid you farewell,” said he, gro to get hold of my hand. “Will you not breakfast with us, Duncan?” said I. “No,” said he, “I thinking that it is best to steal away, for it will break my heart to take leave of your parents, and" - - “who. Duncan?” said I. “And you.” said he “deed, but it is not best, Duncan,” said I; ‘we will breakfast together for the last time, and then take formal and kind leave of each other.” We did breakfast together, and as the conversation turned on former days it become highly interesting to us all. W my father had returned thanks to Heaven for our  we knew what was coming, and began to look at each other. Duncan rose, and after we had all loaded with our blessings and warmest wishes, he embraced my parents and me.—He turned about.—His eyes  plainly, there is somebody still wanting, but his h was so full he could not speak. “What is becom Mary?" said my father;---Mary was gone.— searched the house, the garden, and the houses and the cottagers, but she was nowhere to be found. Poor lovelone forsaken Mary! She had hid herself the ancient yew that grows in front of the old that she might see her lover depart, without being seen, and might indulge in all the luxury of.

I must pass over Duncan’s journey to the Highlands for want of room, but on the evening of the sixth day after leaving my father’s house, he red the mansion-house of Glenellich, which stands  little beautiful woody strath, commanding a view