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 10 most part of the country people in his behalf, for lie was generally created with kindness. He knew his father's name, and the name of his house; but as none of the people he visited had ever before heard of either die one or the other, they gave themselves no trouble about the matter. He staid nearly two years in a place he called Cow- haur, till a wretch, with whom he slept, struck and abused him one day. Duncan, in a rage, flew to the loft, and cut all bis Sunday bat, shoes, and coat, in pieces; and not daring to abide the consequences, decamped that tight. He wandered about for some time longer, among the farmers of Tweed and Yarrow; but this life was How become exceedingly disagreeable to him. He durst not sleep by himself, and the servants did not always choose that a vagrant boy and his great dog shuld sleep with them. It was on a rainy night, at the close of harvest that Duncan came to my father's house. I remember all the circumstances as well as the transactions of yes- terday The whole of his clothing consisted only of one black coat, which having been made for a full grown man, hung fairly to his heels; the hair cf his head was rough, curled, and weather beaten: but his face was ruddy and beautiful, bespeaking a healthy body and a sensible feeling heart. Oscar was still nearly as large as himself, had the colour of a fox, with a white stripe down his face, and a ring of the same colour around his neck, and was the most beau- tiful colley I have ever seen. My heart was knit to Duncan at the first sight, and I wept for joy when I saw my parents so kind to him. My mother in par- ticular, could scarcely do anything else than converse with Duncan fur several days. I was always of the party, and listened with wonder and admiration ; bet often have these adventures been repeated to me. My parents, who soon seemed to feel the same concern for