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 d the servants raised a laugh. “Inhuman es,” said Duncan, starting up, and pushing them “thus to mock the feelings of an old man, even though he were not the lord and master of you but take notice—the individual among you all dares to offer such another insult to him, I’ll on that fire.” The old man clung to him, and him ruefully in the face. “You impudent rly vagabond!” said the lady, “do you know whom you speak?---servants turn that wretch out the house, and hunt him with all the dogs in the ” “Softly, softly, good lady,” said Duncan “take care that I do not turn you out of the ”---“Alas! good youth” said the old laird, little know what you are about; for mercy’s forbear; you are brewing vengeance both for yourself and me.” “Fear not,” said Duncan, “I will  you with my life.” “Pray, may I ask you what is your name?” said the old man still looking ly at him—“That you may,” replied Duncan, a man has so good a right to ask anything of me have---I am Duncan Campbell, your own son.” “-m-myson!” exclaimed the old man, and sunk on a seat with a convulsive moan. Duncan im in his arms --he soon recovered, and asked incoherent questions-—looked at the two moles right leg-,— kissed him, and then wept on his for joy. “O God of heaven,” said he, “it is ince I could thank thee heartily for any thing; I do thank thee indeed, for I have found my son.! ar and only' son!”.

Contrary to what might have been expected, Duncan's pretty only sister Alexia rejoiced most of all discovery. She was almost wild with joy at such a brother—The old lady, her mother d to have wept bitterly in private,, but knowing Duncan would be her master, she behaved to him with civility and respect. Every thing was com to his management, and he soon discovered,