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strongly advised them to cross the Border and get 

 married before they dined. They were weary and 

 would not be advised, and he took his horses back to 

 Carlisle, and thought them just " poor silly things." 

 He had not been back long, when the mother and a 

 Bow-street officer dashed up to the Bush. There was 

 not a second to lose, so Jack jumped on a horse, with- 

 out asking anyone, and galloped to Longtown. He 

 had barely time to get the dawdlers huddled into a 

 post-chaise, take his seat on the box as commander-in- 

 chief, and clear the " lang toun," when the pursuers 

 loomed in sight. The pursuit was so hot that the 

 only way was to turn sharp down a lane, and Jack 

 and his party had the satisfaction of watching, through 

 a leafy screen, "the maternal " flypast towards Gretna, 

 and so on to Annan, where she came to a long and 

 hopeless check, and finally gave it up. When she was 

 got rid of Jack would stand no more nonsense, but 

 saw his couple married, and witnessed, before he went 

 back to Carlisle. The signatures of that marriage 

 were always looked at with a certain sad interest, as 

 the bridegroom was killed next year at Waterloo. 

 This was quite Jack's leading case, and he is still 

 remembered by many warm admirers of talent and 

 generalship in a peculiar line, as " a civil old fellow, 

 perhaps five feet seven if he was stretched out, and 

 with such nice crooked legs." 



