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      Chapter XXXII

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      I strive like to the vessel in the tide-way,

       Which, lacking favouring breeze, hath not the power

       To stem the powerful current. — Even so,

       Resolving daily to forsake my vices,

       Habits, strong circumstance, renew’d temptation,

       Sweep me to sea again. — O heavenly breath,

       Fill thou my sails, and aid the feeble vessel,

       Which ne’er can reach the blessed port without thee 1

       ‘Tis Odds when Evens Meet.

      Cleveland, with his friend Bunce, descended the hill for a time in silence, until at length the latter renewed their conversation.

      “You have taken this fellow’s wound more on your conscience than you need, Captain — I have known you do more, and think less on’t.”

      “Not on such slight provocation, Jack,” replied Cleveland. “ Besides, the lad saved my life; and, say that I requited him the favour, still we should not have met on such evil terms; but I trust that he may receive aid from that woman, who has certainly strange skill in simples.”

      “And over simpletons, Captain,” said his friend, “.in which class I must e’en put you down, if you think more on this subject. That you should be made a fool of by a young woman, why, it is many an honest man’s case; — but to puzzle your pate about the mummeries of an old one, is far too great a folly to indulge a friend in. Talk to me of your Minna, since you so call her, as much as you will; but you have no title to trouble your faithful squire-errant with your old mumping magician. And now here we are once more amongst the booths and tents, which these good folk are pitching — let us look, and see whether we may not find some fun and frolic amongst them. In merry England, now, you would have seen, on such an occasion, two or three bands of strollers, as many fire-eaters and conjurers, as many shows of wild beasts; but, amongst these grave folk, there is nothing but what savours of business and of commodity — no, not so much as a single squall from my merry gossip Punch and his rib Joan.”

      As Bunce thus spoke, Cleveland cast his eyes on some very gay clothes, which, with other articles, hung out upon one of the booths, that had a good deal more of ornament and exterior decoration than the rest. There was in front a small sign of canvas painted, announcing the variety of goods which the owner of the booth, Bryce Snailsfoot, had on sale, and the reasonable prices at which he proposed to offer them to the public. For the further gratification of the spectator, the sign bore on the opposite side an emblematic device, resembling our first parents in their vegetable garments, with this legend —

      “Poor sinners whom the snake deceives, Are fain to cover them with leaves. Zetland hath no leaves, ‘tis true, Because that trees are none, or few; But we have flax and taits of woo’, For linen cloth and wadmaal blue; And we have many of foreign knacks Of finer waft, than woo’ or flax. Ye gallanty Lambmas lads,1 appear, And bring your Lambmas sisters here, Bryce Snailsfoot spares not cost or care, To pleasure every gentle pair.”

      1 It was anciently a custom at St. Olla’s Fair at Kirkwall, that the young people of the lower class, and of either sex, associated in pairs for the period of the Fair, during which the couple were termed Lambmas brother and sister. It is easy to conceive that the exclusive familiarity arising out of this custom was liable to abuse, the rather that it is said little scandal was attached to the indiscretions which it occasioned.

      When Cleveland was perusing these goodly rhymes, which brought to his mind Claud Halcro, to whom, as the poet laureate of the island, ready with his talent alike in the service of the great and small, they probably owed their origin, the worthy proprietor of the booth, having cast his eye upon him, began with hasty and trembling hand to remove some of the garments, which, as the sale did not commence till the ensuing day, he had exposed either for the purpose of airing them, or to excite the admiration of the spectators.

      “By my word, Captain,” whispered Bunce to Cleveland, “ you must have had that fellow under your clutches one day, and he remembers one gripe of your talons, and fears another. See how fast he is packing his wares out of sight, so soon as he set eyes on you!”

      “His wares!” said Cleveland, on looking more attentively at his proceedings: “ By Heaven, they are my clothes which I left in a chest at Jarlshof when the Revenge was lost there — Why, Bryce Snailsfoot, thou thief, dog, and villain, what means this? Have you not made enough of us by СКАЧАТЬ