house to house like a bad shilling, which every one is in haste to
pass to his neighbour,--she, who used to call for her bearers as
loud, or louder, than a traveller demands post-horses,--even she
shared the same disastrous fate. The 'daft Jock,' who, half knave,
half idiot, had been the sport of each succeeding race of village
children for a good part of a century, was remitted to the county
bridewell, where, secluded from free air and sunshine, the only
advantages he was capable of enjoying, he pined and died in the
course of six months. The old sailor, who had so long rejoiced the
smoky rafters of every kitchen in the country by singing 'Captain
Ward' and 'Bold Admiral Benbow,' was banished from the county for
no better reason than that he was supposed to speak with a strong
Irish accent. Even the annual rounds of the pedlar were abolished
by the Justice, in his hasty zeal for the administration of rural
police.

These things did not pass without notice and censure. We are not
made of wood or stone, and the things which connect themselves
with our hearts and habits cannot, like bark or lichen, be rent
away without our missing them. The farmer's dame lacked her usual
share of intelligence, perhaps also the self-applause which she
had felt while distributing the awmous (alms), in shape of a
gowpen (handful) of oatmeal, to the mendicant who brought the
news. The cottage felt inconvenience from interruption of the
petty trade carried on by the itinerant dealers. The children
lacked their supply of sugarplums and toys; the young women wanted
pins, ribbons, combs, and ballads; and the old could no longer
barter their eggs for salt, snuff, and tobacco. All these
circumstances brought the busy Laird of Ellangowan into discredit,
which was the more general on account of his former popularity.