<h2><SPAN name="chap27"></SPAN>CHAPTER XXVII.</h2>
<p class="poem">
Why, now I have Dame Fortune by the Forelock,<br/>
And if she escapes my grasp, the fault is mine;<br/>
He that hath buffeted with stern adversity<br/>
Best knows the shape his course to favouring breezes.<br/>
<br/>
Old Play.</p>
<p>Our travellers reach Edinburgh without any farther adventure, and the Master of
Ravenswood, as had been previously settled, took up his abode with his noble
friend.</p>
<p>In the mean time, the political crisis which had been expected took place, and
the Tory party obtained in the Scottish, as in the English, councils of Queen
Anne a short-lived ascendency, of which it is not our business to trace either
the cause or consequences. Suffice it to say, that it affected the different
political parties according to the nature of their principles. In England, many
of the High Church party, with Harley, afterwards Earl of Oxford, at their
head, affected to separate their principles from those of the Jacobites, and,
on that account, obtained the denomination of Whimsicals. The Scottish High
Church party, on the contrary, or, as they termed themselves, the Cavaliers,
were more consistent, if not so prudent, in their politics, and viewed all the
changes now made as preparatory to calling to the throne, upon the
queen’s demise, her brother the Chevalier de St. George. Those who had
suffered in his service now entertained the most unreasonable hopes, not only
of indemnification, but of vengeance upon their political adversaries; while
families attached to the Whig interest saw nothing before them but a renewal of
the hardships they had undergone during the reigns of Charles the Second and
his brother, and a retaliation of the confiscation which had been inflicted
upon the Jacobites during that of King William.</p>
<p>But the most alarmed at the change of system was that prudential set of
persons, some of whom are found in all governments, but who abound in a
provincial administration like that of Scotland during the period, and who are
what Cromwell called waiters upon Providence, or, in other words, uniform
adherents to the party who are uppermost. Many of these hastened to read their
recantation to the Marquis of A——; and, as it was easily seen that
he took a deep interest in the affairs of his kinsman, the Master of
Ravenswood, they were the first to suggest measures for retrieving at least a
part of his property, and for restoring him in blood against his father’s
attainder.</p>
<p>Old Lord Turntippet professed to be one of the most anxious for the success of
these measures; for “it grieved him to the very saul,” he said,
“to see so brave a young gentleman, of sic auld and undoubted nobility,
and, what was mair than a’ that, a bluid relation of the Marquis of
A——, the man whom,” he swore, “he honoured most upon
the face of the earth, brought to so severe a pass. For his ain puir
peculiar,” as he said, “and to contribute something to the
rehabilitation of sae auld ane house,” the said Turntippet sent in three
family pictures lacking the frames, and six high-backed chairs, with worked
Turkey cushions, having the crest of Ravenswood broidered thereon, without
charging a penny either of the principal or interest they had cost him, when he
bought them, sixteen years before, at a roup of the furniture of Lord
Ravenswood’s lodgings in the Canongate.</p>
<p>Much more to Lord Turntippet’s dismay than to his surprise, although he
affected to feel more of the latter than the former, the Marquis received his
gift very drily, and observed, that his lordship’s restitution, if he
expected it to be received by the Master of Ravenswood and his friends, must
comprehend a pretty large farm, which, having been mortgaged to Turntippet for
a very inadequate sum, he had contrived, during the confusion of the family
affairs, and by means well understood by the lawyers of that period, to acquire
to himself in absolute property.</p>
<p>The old time-serving lord winced excessively under the requisition, protesting
to God, that he saw no occasion the lad could have for the instant possession
of the land, seeing he would doubtless now recover the bulk of his estate from
Sir William Ashton, to which he was ready to contribute by every means in his
power, as was just and reasonable; and finally declaring, that he was willing
to settle the land on the young gentleman after his own natural demise.</p>
<p>But all these excuses availed nothing, and he was compelled to disgorge the
property, on receiving back the sum for which it had been mortgaged. Having no
other means of making peace with the higher powers, he returned home sorrowful
and malcontent, complaining to his confidants, “That every mutation or
change in the state had hitherto been productive of some sma’ advantage
to him in his ain quiet affairs; but that the present had—pize upon
it!—cost him one of the best penfeathers o’ his wing.”</p>
<p>Similar measures were threatened against others who had profited by the wreck
of the fortune of Ravenswood; and Sir William Ashton, in particular, was
menaced with an appeal to the House of Peers, a court of equity, against the
judicial sentences, proceeding upon a strict and severe construction of the
letter of the law, under which he held the castle and barony of Ravenswood.
With him, however, the Master, as well for Lucy’s sake as on account of
the hospitality he had received from him, felt himself under the necessity of
proceeding with great candor. He wrote to the late Lord Keeper, for he no
longer held that office, stating frankly the engagement which existed between
him and Miss Ashton, requesting his permission for their union, and assuring
him of his willingness to put the settlement of all matters between them upon
such a footing as Sir William himself should think favourable.</p>
<p>The same messenger was charged with a letter to Lady Ashton, deprecating any
cause of displeasure which the Master might unintentionally have given her,
enlarging upon his attachment to Miss Ashton, and the length to which it had
proceeded, and conjuring the lady, as a Douglas in nature as well as in name,
generously to forget ancient prejudices and misunderstandings, and to believe
that the family had acquired a friend, and she herself a respectful and
attached humble servant, in him who subscribed himself, “Edgar, Master of
Ravenswood.” A third letter Ravenswood addressed to Lucy, and the
messenger was instructed to find some secret and secure means of delivering it
into her own hands. It contained the strongest protestations of continued
affection, and dwelt upon the approaching change of the writer’s
fortunes, as chiefly valuable by tending to remove the impediments to their
union. He related the steps he had taken to overcome the prejudices of her
parents, and especially of her mother, and expressed his hope they might prove
effectual. If not, he still trusted that his absence from Scotland upon an
important and honourable mission might give time for prejudices to die away;
while he hoped and trusted Miss Ashton’s constancy, on which he had the
most implicit reliance, would baffle any effort that might be used to divert
her attachment. Much more there was, which, however interesting to the lovers
themselves, would afford the reader neither interest nor information. To each
of these three letters the Master of Ravenswood received an answer, but by
different means of conveyance, and certainly couched in very different styles.</p>
<p>Lady Ashton answered his letter by his own messenger, who was not allowed to
remain at Ravenswood a moment longer than she was engaged in penning these
lines.</p>
<p class="center">
“<i>For the hand of Mr. Ravenswood of Wolf’s Crag—These:</i></p>
<p class="letter">
“S<small>IR, UNKNOWN</small>,—I have received a letter, signed
‘Edgar, Master of Ravenswood,’ concerning the writer whereof I am
uncertain, seeing that the honours of such a family were forfeited for high
treason in the person of Allan, late Lord Ravenswood. Sir, if you shall happen
to be the person so subscribing yourself, you will please to know, that I claim
the full interest of a parent in Miss Lucy Ashton, which I have disposed of
irrevocably in behalf of a worthy person. And, sir, were this otherwise, I
would not listen to a proposal from you, or any of your house, seeing their
hand has been uniformly held up against the freedom of the subject and the
immunities of God’s kirk. Sir, it is not a flightering blink of
prosperity which can change my constant opinion in this regard, seeing it has
been my lot before now, like holy David, to see the wicked great in power and
flourishing like a green bay-tree; nevertheless I passed, and they were not,
and the place thereof knew them no more. Wishing you to lay these things to
your heart for your own sake, so far as they may concern you, I pray you to
take no farther notice of her who desires to remain your unknown servant,</p>
<p class="right">
“M<small>ARGARET</small> D<small>OUGLAS</small>,<br/>
“otherwise A<small>SHTON</small>.”</p>
<p>About two days after he had received this very unsatisfactory epistle, the
Master of Ravenswood, while walking up the High Street of Edinburgh, was
jostled by a person, in whom, as the man pulled off his hat to make an apology,
he recognized Lockhard, the confidential domestic of Sir William Ashton. The
man bowed, slipt a letter into his hand, and disappeared. The packet contained
four close-written folios, from which, however, as is sometimes incident to the
compositions of great lawyers, little could be extracted, excepting that the
writer felt himself in a very puzzling predicament.</p>
<p>Sir William spoke at length of his high value and regard for his dear young
friend, the Master of Ravenswood, and of his very extreme high value and regard
for the Marquis of A——, his very dear old friend; he trusted that
any measures that they might adopt, in which he was concerned, would be carried
on with due regard to the sanctity of decreets and judgments obtained <i>in
foro contentioso;</i> protesting, before men and angels, that if the law of
Scotland, as declared in her supreme courts, were to undergo a reversal in the
English House of Lords, the evils which would thence arise to the public would
inflict a greater wound upon his heart than any loss he might himself sustain
by such irregular proceedings. He flourished much on generosity and forgiveness
of mutual injuries, and hinted at the mutability of human affairs, always
favourite topics with the weaker party in politics. He pathetically lamented,
and gently censured, the haste which had been used in depriving him of his
situation of Lord Keeper, which his experience had enabled him to fill with
some advantage to the public, without so much as giving him an opportunity of
explaining how far his own views of general politics might essentially differ
from those now in power. He was convinced the Marquis of A—— had as
sincere intentions towards the public as himself or any man; and if, upon a
conference, they could have agreed upon the measures by which it was to be
pursued, his experience and his interest should have gone to support the
present administration. Upon the engagement betwixt Ravenswood and his
daughter, he spoke in a dry and confused manner. He regretted so premature a
step as the engagement of the young people should have been taken, and conjured
the Master to remember he had never given any encouragement thereunto; and
observed that, as a transaction <i>inter minores</i>, and without concurrence
of his daughter’s natural curators, the engagement was inept, and void in
law. This precipitate measure, he added, had produced a very bad effect upon
Lady Ashton’s mind, which it was impossible at present to remove. Her
son, Colonel Douglas Ashton, had embraced her prejudices in the fullest extent,
and it was impossible for Sir William to adopt a course disagreeable to them
without a fatal and irreconcilable breach in his family; which was not at
present to be thought of. Time, the great physician, he hoped, would mend all.</p>
<p>In a postscript, Sir William said something more explicitly, which seemed to
intimate that, rather than the law of Scotland should sustain a severe wound
through his sides, by a reversal of the judgment of her supreme courts, in the
case of the barony of Ravenswood, through the intervention of what, with all
submission, he must term a foreign court of appeal, he himself would
extrajudically consent to considerable sacrifices.</p>
<p>From Lucy Ashton, by some unknown conveyance, the Master received the following
lines:</p>
<p class="letter">
“I received yours, but it was at the utmost risk; do not attempt to write
again till better times. I am sore beset, but I will be true to my word, while
the exercise of my reason is vouchsafed to me. That you are happy and
prosperous is some consolation, and my situation requires it all.”</p>
<p>The note was signed “L.A.”</p>
<p>This letter filled Ravenswood with the most lively alarm. He made many
attempts, notwithstanding her prohibition, to convey letters to Miss Ashton,
and even to obtain an interview; but his plans were frustrated, and he had only
the mortification to learn that anxious and effectual precautions had been
taken to prevent the possibility of their correspondence. The Master was the
more distressed by these circumstances, as it became impossible to delay his
departure from Scotland, upon the important mission which had been confided to
him. Before his departure, he put Sir William Ashton’s letter into the
hands of the Marquis of A——, who observed with a smile, that Sir
William’s day of grace was past, and that he had now to learn which side
of the hedge the sun had got to. It was with the greatest difficulty that
Ravenswood extorted from the Marquis a promise that he would compromise the
proceedings in Parliament, providing Sir William should be disposed to
acquiesce in a union between him and Lucy Ashton.</p>
<p>“I would hardly,” said the Marquis, “consent to your throwing
away your birthright in this manner, were I not perfectly confident that Lady
Ashton, or Lady Douglas, or whatever she calls herself, will, as Scotchmen say,
keep her threep; and that her husband dares not contradict her.”</p>
<p>“But yet,” said the Master, “I trust your lordship will
consider my engagement as sacred.”</p>
<p>“Believe my word of honour,” said the Marquis, “I would be a
friend even to your follies; and having thus told you <i>my</i> opinion, I will
endeavour, as occasion offers, to serve you according to your own.”</p>
<p>The master of Ravenswood could but thank his generous kinsman and patron, and
leave him full power to act in all his affairs. He departed from Scotland upon
his mission, which, it was supposed, might detain him upon the continent for
some months.</p>
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