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his chequered career. It is probable that the Countess of New- 
burgh was at this time in Scotland ; and although he did not appear 
in arms in the ill-fated Scottish campaign, he was doubtless giving 
his services in another quarter; at all events, no part of his time 
was spent in inglorious ease, and we may suppose him to have 
taken leave of his lady in the sentiments of the ballad :— 
‘Farewell to Lochaber, and farewell to my Jean, . 
Where heartsome with thee I have many days been ; 
For, borne on rough seas to a far hostile shore, 
May be I’ll return to Lochaber no more.” 
The traditions of Lancashire preserve a romantic tale that 
Charles Radcliffe lived for some time in the family of an honest 
yeoman—half farmer and half fisherman—who tenanted a lonely 
farm on the Lancashire coast, where the much frequented South- 
port has since arisen. Here he was introduced by a Roman 
Catholic gentleman in the neighbourhood, and, although quick of 
apprehension, seemed to want the gift of speech. He com- 
municated his thoughts by writing, or drawing sketches with chalk 
—a method which did not tend to unravel the mystery that 
attached to him. When, however, he was about to be apprehended, 
and was insolently addressed by a minion of the law, he was no 
longer dumb, he answered, with dignity, “Sir knave! I own no 
nicknames, and I answer to none. My name is Derwentwater.” 
Although made prisoner, through the wits of the fisherman’s 
daughter he made his escape. For the full account of this story, 
see ‘‘ Roby’s Traditions of Lancashire,” second series, vol. 2, p. 213. 
At what time this occurrence took place, or whither the ship he 
embarked in conveyed him, there is no record; but turning to 
authentic history, we next find Charles Radcliffe (who styled him- 
self Earl of Derwentwater), his son, and twenty officers, Scotch, 
Irish, and French—besides about sixty men—at sea, opposite the 
coast of England. On the 22nd November, 1745, they were 
captured by King George’s frigate, Ze Sheerness, being bound for 
Montrose in Scotland. Mr. Radcliffe and his son were brought 
to London with their fellow passengers, who were accused of 
treasonable intentions in favour of Prince Charles. The captors 
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