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E. My father's murderers. Cly. I am murdered ! 0. Ill-fated lady! how I pity thee !

E. Again ! Repeat the blow; E. Thou art the only man that pities me. And strike with the unerring force of ven0. For I alone feel a true sympathy

geance. In thy misfortunes.

Cly. Murder! I die !
E. Art thou of my kindred ?

E. Oh! had Ægysthus fallen Ö. (Pointing to the Chorus.) If these By the same stroke !

were friendly, I should tell thee all. E. Fear not them, for they are, ever faithful.

SHAKSPEARE CLUB OF ALLOA. 0. Lay down the casket. Thou shalt

MR EDITOR, hear the truth.

Your readers must have remarked in E. Stranger, ask not that, I supplicate the newspapers, for some years by

thee, By all thy hopes, oh! rob me not of that. gone, accounts of an yearly festival in 0. Restore the casket !

memory of Shakspeare, held at a place E. Brother of my soul ! called ALLOA, situated, I believe, How miserable were I, if bereft

somewhere on the banks of the Forth; Of this possession !

a town which I think I have once or 0. Lady, cease to mourn. twice heard mentioned, though on E. Shall I not mourn a brother's death? what account I do not at present re

0. Mourn not. E. What! am I thus dishonoured of the this very club, or a famous STEAM

collect, if it was not in consequence of dead ? 0. Thou art of none dishonoured.

BOAT, on a new plan, that was there E. Are not these

constructed. My brother's ashes ? And shall I not mourn?

Curious to learn how the anniver. 0. They are not.

sary of Shakspeare first came to be E. Where are they then? Oh! give me celebrated in such a remote corner of them!

our country, I have made every in0. The living need no tomb.

quiry I could anent it, in order to lay È. What meanest thou ?

the account before your readers; but 0. I only speak the truth.

to very little purpose.

I have been E. Oh ! lives Orestes ? 0. Lady, he lives indeed, if I do live.

told that this poetic union had its ori, E. Art thou Orestes ?

gin about sixteen years ago, and was 0. Take that ring ; observe it. first set on foot in opposition to a MuE. Oh ! happy hour !

sical Club-it must be an extraordi0. Yes, happy hour indeed ! nary place this Alloa)—which was E. Light of my life ! and art thou come established there at the same time. at last?

The latter, however, like its own en0. Expect no other brother.

chanting strains, died away, and has E. Do I clasp My brother to that heart which has not felt, brotherhood continued stedfast, flour

left no trace behind ; but the poetical For many a lonely year, the pulse of joy ? 0. Thus ever be thy joys."

ished, gained ground, and promises to From these gentle feelings, Electra

be permanent. The members have a rises to the true sublimity of her cha- hall, a library, and a store of wines, racter, and, like a demon, instigates spirits, &c. To this store or cellar every her brother to the murder of their

one of them has a key, and is at liberty mother. When their plans are fully to treat his friends from it to any exarranged, Orestes enters the palace, trol. There is something extremely

tent he pleases, without check or conand, from behind the scenes, Clytem- liberal and unreserved in this, and nestra is heard crying in a loud voice. Cly. The royal halls are full of mur

were we members of this club, we derers !

would certainly prefer this privilege Where are my friends ?

to any literary one that can possibly E. (To the Chorus.) Hush ! hear ye not be attached to it. a voice ?

The festival this year, I am told, lastCho. Yes, sounds of woe, that shake my ed eight days complete; and myinformsoul with horror.

er assures me, that (saving on the 23d, Cly. I am murdered! Oh! where art

the anniversary of their patron's birth) thou, Ægysthus ?

during all that time every man of E. Hush! again she shrieks.

them went sober to his bed. I beCly. My son ! my son ! Have mercy on thy mother !

lieve the gentlemen thought so, which E. Thou hadst no mercy

was much the same as if it had really On him, and on my father thy own husband. been the case. Their principal ac




musements are songs, recitations, li- We looked up to the Ochils—and our minds terary toasts, and eulogiums; and the Dwelt on the impervious Grampian glens meeting, it appears, was greatly enliv beyond, ened this year by the attendance of As on a last retreat-for we had sworn

That Bancho's old unalienable line a Mr Stevenson, a young professional Should there find shelter'mid a land and singer, whose powers of voice promise the

highest excellence yet attained in By man ne'er conquered, should a sore exScottish song. I have likewise been treme so far fortunate as to procure the Urge the expedient. In this hall the while sole copy of a poetical address de Constant we met-weekly and yearly met, livered by the President, on his And in the pages of our Bard revered, health being drank, which gives a

Our canonized Shakspeare, learned to scan better definition of the club than And estimate the sanguine springs that

moved any thing I could possibly have ob- The world's commotion. There we saw tained. It would surely be a great defined treat to your readers, could you pro- The workings of ambition-the deceit cure some of their eulogiums literally Of courts and conclaves traced the latent as delivered, that we might see what kind of ideas the people of that out

Of human crimes and human miseries : landish place entertain about poets and

His is the Book of Nature!_Now the days poetry in general. The following ap. In heaps lie piled_our broad Hungarian

Of tumult are o'erpast. Our crested helms pears to be somewhat in the style of

blades, the Poet Laureate.

Which erst with martial sound on stirrup Brethren, know you the import of this rung, meeting?

Cumbering the thigh, or gleaming in the This festival, in which from


air We feel a deeper interest ? - List to me.

Like bending meteors like a canopy, I have a word to say—one kindly meant Of trembling silver :all are laid aside! As a remembrancer of days gone by,

Piled in the armoury, rusting in the sheath ! And bond of future time-Here have we

There let them lie.-0! may the gloomy met

fiend These many fleeting years; each in his place; Of home commotion never force the hands Have seen the self same friendly faces greet Of brethren to resume them! Times indeed

Are changed with us ! The sailor's song is With kindred joy, and that gray bust of him,

hushed, Our patron bard, with flowers and laurels

Pale discontent sits on the Labourer's brow; crowned.

Blest be the Ruler's heart who condescends There is a this--a something blent

Some slight indulgence at this trying hour, With the best genial feelings of the heart ;

Nor like the Prince of Israel, who despised Each one will own it. Turn we to the past :

The old men's counsel, threats a heavier Survey th’events and changes that have been yoke. In lands and nations round us, since we first Changes must happen-but in silence still Joined in poetic unity. That view

We wait the issue, with a firm resolve Is fraught with tints so grand, so wonderful, To cherish order. In our manual there That Time's old annals, though engraved Our bond of union broadly is defined with steel,

The mob's enormities ; for reason, faith, And cast in blood, no parallel unfold.

Nor prudence govern there. All this, when In these we had our share-we took a part

viewed With arm, but more with heart. With sul. With retrospective glance, gives to this day,

And to this social bond, no common share We saw the vessels waning from our port;

of interest and regard. Nay, more, my Our native Forth, that wont to be a scene

friends, Of speckled beauty with the shifting sail,

Ourselves are changed in feature and in The veering pennon, and the creaking barge.

frame Deep-loaded to the wale, with fraughtage Since first we met..Then light of heart we rich,

were, Heaved on in glassy silence,--tide on tide,

Ardent and full of hope, and wedded all And wave on wave lashed idly on our strand. To the aspirings of the heaven-born muse. Sore altered were the times !--We bore it all, But years have altered us! Sedateness now Determined, by our country and our King

Is settled on each brow. Friends have deTo stand, whate'er the issue. When the parted,

And families sprung around us. Thus our Look'd more than usual dark-when em. joys, pires fell

Our loves, and feelings, like ourselves, are Prostrate as by enchantment--and the threat changed, Of stern invasion sounded in our ears,

Softened to sadness-mellowed to a calm Vol. I.



len eye



dark ;

claim ;

Which youth and passion ruffle may no Then for their paramours the maddening more!

brawl, How different all our views, our hopes, and Shrill, fierce, and frantic, echoes round the fears,

hall. From those we knew on that auspicious day No glimmering light to rage suppliesa mark, We took the name we bear-the greatest Save the red firebrand, hissing through the The world e'er listed.-Kingdoms may de- And oft the beams of morn, the peasants say, cay,

The blood-stained turf, and new-formed And Empires totter, change succeed to

graves display. chang

Fell race, unworthy of the Scotian name! But here no change presents_uncoped with Your brutal deeds your barbarous line pro

still Stands our immortal Shakspeare—he whose With dreadful Gallas linked in kindred birth

bands, This day we celebrate.0! be this day The locust brood of Ethiopia's sands, For ever sacred to his memory

Whose frantic shouts the thunder blue defy, And long may we, my Brethren, though And launch their arrows at the glowing sky. divided

In barbarous pomp, they glut the inhuman To the four winds of heaven, meet again,

feast Happy and free, on this returning day. With dismal viands man abhors to taste; And when the spare and silvery locks of age And grimly smile, when red the goblets Wave o'er the wrinkled brow and faded eye, shine, Memento of a change that is to be ;

When mantles red the shell_but not with May we survey this day and all behind


LEYDEN. Without regret, and to the future look With calm composure and unshaken hope.

The village of Kirk-Yetholm, in No 5, Devon Street, May 1817. Roxburghshire, has long been remark

able as a favourite haunt of the Scottish Gypsies; and it still continues, in the

present day, to be their most importNOTICES CONCERNING THE SCOTTISH

ant settlement, and the head-quarters GYPSIES.

of their principal clans. The original (Continued from page 58.)

causes of this preference may be readily

traced to its local situation, which af"On Yeta’s banks the vagrant gypsies place forded peculiar facilities for the indulTheir turf-built cots ; a sun-burnt swarthy gence of their roaming and predatory race!

habits, and for the evasion of legal reFrom Nubian realms their tawny line they straints and penalties. Though remote bring,

from the principal public roads, they obAnd their brown chieftain vaunts the name tained, from this station, a ready access of king :

to the neighbouring districts of both With loitering steps from town to town they kingdoms, by various wild and unfre

pass, Their lazy dames rocked on the panniered the days of the border forays, except

quented by-paths, little known since From pilfered roots, or nauseous carrion, fed, to themselves and a few cattle-droya By hedge-rows green they strew the leafy ers. The hills and waters, also, teemed bed,

with game and fish, and the upland While scarce the cloak of tawdry red conceals farms and hamlets required a constant The fine-turned limbs, which every breeze supply of tinkering, crockery, and horn reveals :

spoons, and abounded with good cheer, 'Their bright black eyes thro' silken lashes while magistrates and constables, and

shine, Around their necks their raven tresses twine; country-towns, were ' few and far beBut chilling damps, and dews of night, im- tween.'--All these were advantages of pair

no trivial nature to the vagrant comIts soft sleek gloss, and tan the bosom bare. munity, and they seem, accordingly, Adroit the lines of palmistry to trace,

to have been neither overlooked nor Or read the damsel's wishes in her face, left unimproved by the colonists of Her hoarded silver store they charm away, Kirk-Yetholm. A pleasing debt, for promised wealth to pay. The village itself lies quite emboBut, in the lonely barn, from towns re

somed among the Cheviot hills, and mote, The pipe and bladder opes its screaking

besides its claims to celebrity as the throat,

modern metropolis of the “ Lordis of To aid the revels of the noisy rout, Littil Egipt,” it is not undeserving of Who wanton dance, or push the cups about ; some notice, also, on account of the


simple and sequestered beauty of its women loitering at their doors, or lascenery. It hangs upon the lower zily busied among their carts and declivity of a steep rocky hill, call- panniers--and ragged children scramed Stairroch, on the southern bank of bling on the midden-steads (which rise the Bowmont, or as Leyden, in the before every cottage) in intimate and elegant poem above quoted, has named equal fellowship with pigs, poultry, it-the Yeta. This is a fine trouting dogs, and cuddies. stream, which issues, a few miles a This description, though brief and bove, from the west side of Cheviot; general, may perhaps appear to some and after winding through a narrow readers more minute than the occasion pastoral valley, unsheltered with wood, requires; but some little indulgence, but bounded everywhere by smooth we trust, will be allowed, if not on steep hills of the most beautiful ver account of our own early partialities, dure, flows down between the two vil -at least for the sake of the nowlages of Kirk and Town Yetholm. classical scenery of gypsey

heroism The Bowmont is here joined by a large the native haunts of Jean Gordon, brook from the bottom of a picturesque alias Meg Merrilies. recess among the neighbouring hills, The general aspect of the surroundwhich pours into it the superfluousing country, however, cannot be said waters of the little lake of Loch-Tower to bear any striking analogy to the or Lochside. A short way below this more dark and savage features of the it enters England, and afterwards falls gypsey character. Though the mouninto the Till near Flodden Field. tains of Cheviot can never fail to do

Between the two villages is stretched waken in the breast of a Scotsman a a broad and level haugh, which the thousand elevating emotions, there is Bowmont occasionally overflows. At little in their natural scenery that Fasten's Even this always forms the deserves the epithets of terrible or theatre for the toughest foot-ball match sublime. It is wild, indeed, but now played in the south of Scotland. without ruggedness and interesting Town-Yetholm lies rather low, and rather than picturesque. Its chief exhibits nothing remarkable either in characteristic is pastoral simplicity the character of its inhabitants or its with something of that homely and internal appearance; but a small co- affecting bareness peculiar to Scottish nical hill, whose rocky summit retains landscape ;--like the Border scenery the vestiges of some ancient entrench- in general, the green banks of Bowments, rises between it and Loch- mont seem more calculated to sooth Tower, and presents a very pleasing the fancy and soften the heart, than to view on approaching from the north. exasperate the passions by exciting the It is cultivated on all sides quite to imagination. To sources very

differ the top,--and the small village-ten- ent from the influences of external naants, by whom it is chiefly occupied, ture must be traced the strange pe have parcelled out its sloping declivi- culiarities of these wild and wayward ties into parks, or little enclosures, of tribes. In the same Arcadian vallies, almost Chinese variety,-- each of which reside at the present moment a peaannually exhibits, on a small scale, the santry distinguished for superior indiversified operations and variegated telligence, morality, and delicacy of vegetation of Scottish husbandry. feeling-whose moss-trooping ances

The aspect of the opposite village, tors, little more than a hundred years to which the gypsey population is en ago, were nevertheless sufficiently fatirely confined, is of a different char- miliar with stouthe reif and pykarie,' acter :-a mill and a church-yard ris

with feudal rancour and bloody revenge ing from the brink of the water--the--but the moral causes, which have church itself low and covered with happily changed the Border reivers thatch – beyond which appear the into a religious and industrious peostraggled houses of the village, built ple, have scarcely yet begun to dawn in the old Scottish style, many of them upon the despised and degraded Gypwith their gable-ends, backs, or cor sies. ners, turned to the street or toun gate Tradition affords no intelligence resand still farther up, the Tinkler pecting the time when the first Gypsey Row, with its low, unequal, straw- colony fixed their residence at Kirka, covered roofs, and chimneys bound Yetholm. The clan of Faas are genewith rushes and hay-ropes men and rally supposed to have established

themselves there at a very remote these notices by far the most interestperiod; and the pretensions of the ing are, a short report of Mr Walter present chieftain of that name to un- Scott, sheriff of Selkirkshire, and an mixed nobility of blood, as the lineal account of the Yetholm Gypsies by descendant of the renowned 'Erle Bailie Smith of Kelso-which we shall Johnne,' are probably as well founded, extract in full; for though they relate, at least if not so splendidly illustrate in some points, to particulars already ed, as the proud genealogy of the fa- detailed, they are altogether too graphic mous Prince de Paz, which certain cal and curious to be subjected to any northern heralds, it is said, had lately abridgment.--Mr Scott writes as folthe merit of tracing up to the ancient lows: royal blood of Scotland!

“ A set of people possessing the The tribe of Youngs are next to the same erratic habits, and practising the Faas in honour and antiquity. They trade of tinkers, are well known in have preserved the following tradition the borders; and have often fallen unrespecting their first settlement in Yen der the cognizance of the law. They are tholm :- At a siege of the city of Na- often called Gypsies, and pass through mur (date unknown) the laird of the county annually in small bands, Kirk-Yetholm, of the ancient family with their carts and asses.

The men of Bennets of Grubet and Marlfield, are tinkers, poachers, and thieves upin attempting to mount a breach at on a small scale. They also sell crockthe head of his company, was struck ery, deal in old rags, in eggs, in salt, to the ground, and all his followers in tobacco, and such trifles; and killed or put to flight, except a gypsey, manufacture horn into spoons. I bethe ancestor of the Youngs, who re- lieve most of those who come through solutely defended his master till he re- Selkirkshire reside, during winter, in covered his feet, and then springing past the villages of Horncliff and Spittal, him upon the rampart, seized a flag, in Northumberland, and in that of which he put into his leader's hand. Kirk-Yetholm, Roxburghshire. The besieged were struck with panic “ Mr Smith, the respectable Bailie* the assailants rushed again to the breach of Kelso, can give the most complete

– Namur was taken — and Captain information concerning those who reBennet had the glory of the capture. side at Kirk-Yetholm. Formerly, I On returning to Scotland, the laird, out believe, they were much more desof gratitude to his faithful follower, perate in their conduct than at presettled him and his family (who had sent. But some of the most atrocious formerly been wandering tinkers and families have been extirpated; I allude heckle-makers) in Kirk-Yetholm, and particularly to the Winters, a Northconferred upon them and the Faas a umberland clan, who, I fancy, are all feu of their cottages for the space of buried by this time. nineteen times nineteen years--which “Mr Riddel, Justice of Peace for they still hold from the Marquis of Roxburghshire, with my assistance Tweeddale, the present proprietor of and concurrence, cleared this country the estate. The other families now of the last of them, about eight or resident in this village (as we shall af- nine years ago. They were thorough terwards see) are of more recent intro- desperadoes, of the worst class of duction. They seem to have gradually vagabonds.

Those who now travel retreated to this as their last strong through this country give offence hold, on being successively extirpated chiefly by poaching and small thefts. from their other haunts and fastnesses They are divided into clans, the prinupon the borders.

cipal names being Faa, Baillie, Young, We mentioned in our last Number, Ruthven, and Gordon. that Mr Hoyland, in the persecution “ All of them are perfectly ignorof his meritorious design for ameliorat- ant of religion, and few of their childing the condition of this unfortunate ren receive any education. They marry race, had addressed a circular to the and cohabit amongst each other, and chief provincial magistrates, with a are held in a sort of horror by the list of queries respecting their present common people. state, &c. These, being transmitted to the sheriffs of the different Scottish

“ Bailie is a magisterial designation in counties, produced replies, several of Scotland, agreeing in rank with that of Al. which Mr Hoyland has published. Of derman in England.”

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