IOO COUNTRY ESSAYS. 



payment of Graham's troops, when the pursuit of Lesly's dra- 

 goons became too hot to be pleasant. 



" Sweet Bowhill," the seat of Scott's great friend, the bold 

 Buccleuch, is well hidden amongst its wild park scenery, and 

 the exquisitely-coloured foliage of its old beeches. A mason 

 at work hard by tells us with a sad face he " weel minds Sir 

 Walter : he was very free, and wad talk to ony o' us," The 

 fine sheep in the park are grand specimens of breeding ; and a 

 noble black bull, with shining muzzle, long curved horns, and 

 crisped black coat, chews the cud with placid indifference, as 

 we "boo" at him. (N.J3. A stout fence intervenes, or we 

 should think twice before venturing on such a liberty.) Soon 

 "Newark's riven tower "comes in sight, charmingly situated on 

 an eminence overhanging the Yarrow, looking across to Foul- 

 shiels Hill, itself " renowned in Border story," the very heart of 

 a country rich with poetic associations. Newark was once a 

 hunting-box of James II., and as such is celebrated in one of 

 the introductions to Marmion. Many of the prisoners taken 

 after Philiphaugh were butchered in its courtyard in cold blood. 

 The cottage in which Mungo Park was born stands nearly 

 opposite. Yarrow, with its steel-blue streams, breaking into 

 foam every here and there over submerged rock-ledges, as it 

 hurries swiftly down the valley, is one of the chief rivers of 

 Ballad-land. Its murmurs are resonant of many a sad love- 

 song, many a beautiful lay ; for where is the minstrel who has 

 not been touched by the fate of the " Flower of Yarrow ? " 

 'Thus Logan sings, 



" The tear shall never leave my cheek, 

 No other youth shall be my marrow 

 I'll seek thy body in the stream, 

 And then with thee I'll sleep in Yarrow. 

 The tear did never leave her cheek, 

 No other youth became her marrow ; 

 She found his body in the stream, 

 And now with him she sleeps in Yarrow." 



