CHAPTER IV. 



EDINBURGH SUPPER PARTIES TOUR IS THE HIGHLANDS MUTINY DC 

 THE FLEET BATTLE OP CAMPERDOWN. 



[By this time my mother was grown up, and extremely 

 pretty. All those who knew her speak of her rare and 

 delicate beauty, both of face and figure. They called 

 her the " Rose of Jedwood." She kept her beauty to 

 the last day of her life, and was a beautiful old woman, 

 as she had been a lovely young one. She used to 

 say, laughing, that " it was very hard no one ever thought 

 of painting her portrait so long as she was young and 

 pretty." After she became celebrated, various like- 

 nesses were taken of her, by far the best of which 

 are a beautiful bust, modelled at Rome in 1844 by Mr. 

 Lawrence Macdonald, and a crayon drawing by Mr. 

 James Swinton, done in London in 1848. My mother 

 always looked considerably younger than her age ; even 

 at ninety, she looked younger than some who were 

 her juniors by several years. This was owing, no doubt, 

 principally to her being small and delicate in face and 

 figure, but also, I think, to the extreme youthfulness 

 and freshness of both her heart and mind, neither of 

 which ever grew old. It certainly was not due to a 

 youthful wtyle of dress, for she had perfect taste in such 

 matters, as well as in other things; and although no 



