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side, on the land which Sir Walter Scott was 

 ahvaj's so anxious to bu}' from ^Ir. Xichol Alilne, 

 Almost the last entry in his diar\-, at Naples, 

 breathes this unutterable hope. He had deluded 



SMAU.HOLME TOWER 



himself into belic\-ing that his debts were paid, 

 and that he could soon ' speak a word to )-oung- 

 Xichol Milne.' The word, of course, was ne\-er 

 spoken, and the unsupplanted laird used to let us 

 fish for his perch to our hearts' desire. Xe\'er was 



