134 LOCKHART S TRIBUTE.

tribute of Lockhart to his departed wife, in the third volume of that interesting memorial of her father, which his powerful pen has completed for posterity.

" She, whom I may now sadly record as, next to Sir Walter himself, the chief ornament and delight of all our social meetings, she, to whose love I owed my own place in them Scott s eldest daughter, the one of all his children, who in countenance, mind, and manners most resembled him, and who indeed was as like him in all things, as a gentle, innocent woman can ever be to a great man, deeply tried and skilled in the struggles and perplexities of active life, she too is no more ; and the very hour that saw her laid in her grave, her dearest friend, Margaret Ferguson, breathed her last also."

This fair cascade of Huntley-Burn was to me more interesting, from bearing the name of my paternal an cestors, who were of Scottish descent ; and its wild glen and romantic scenery inspired pleasant musings, and cherished recollections.

��Imp of the Cauldshiel s shaded tarn s

Whence hast thou such a sparkling eye ?

Such pleasant voice, thy tales to tell ? Such foot of silver dancing by ?

Like merry child of sombre sire,

Thou charm st the glen with playful wile, Till the dark boughs that o er thee droop,

Imbibe the magic of thy smile.

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