rest,
and took up my bond. Mr. Potion and his wife, hearing of my arrival,
had the assurance to come to the inn where we lodged, and send up their
names, with the desire of being permitted to pay their respects to my
father and me: but their sordid behaviour towards me, when I was an
orphan, had made too deep an impression on my mind to be effaced by
this mean mercenary piece of condescension: I therefore rejected their
message with disdain, and bade Strap tell them, that my father and I
desired to have no communication with such low-minded wretches as they
were.

They had not been gone half-an-hour, when a woman, without any ceremony,
opened the door of the room where we sat, and, making towards my father,
accosted him with, "Uncle, your servant--I am glad to see you." This was
no other than one of my female cousins, mentioned in the first part of
my memoirs, to whom Don Rodrigo replied, "Pray, who are you, madam?"
"Oh!" cried she, "my cousin Rory there knows me very well. Don't you
remember me, Rory?" "Yes, madam," said I; "for my own part, I shall
never forget you. Sir, this is one of the young ladies, who (as I have
formerly told you) treated me so humanely in my childhood!" When I
pronounced these words, my father's resentment glowed in his visage,
and he ordered her to be gone, with such a commanding aspect, that
she retired in a fright, muttering curses as she went downstairs. We
afterwards learned that she was married to an ensign, who had already
spent all her fortune; and that her sister had borne a child to her
mother's footman, who is now her husband, and keeps a petty alehouse in
the country.

The fame of our flourishing condition having arrived at this place
before us, we got notice that the magistrates intended next day to
compliment us with the freedom of their town; upon which my father,
considering their complaisance in the right point of view, ordered the
horses to the coach early in the morning.

We proceeded to our estate, which lay about twenty miles from this
place; and, when we came within half-a-league of the house, were met
by a prodigious number of poor tenants, men, women, and children, who
testified their joy by loud acclamations, and accompanied our coach to
the gate. As there is no part of the world in which the peasants are
more attached to their lords than in Scotland, we were almost devoured
by their affections. My father had always been their favourite, and now
that he appeared the