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TALES OF MY LANDLORD.
CHAPTER III.
what doth ensue
But moody and dull melancholy,
Kinsman to grim, and comfortless despair.
And at her heels a huge infectious troop
Of pale distemperatures and foes to life.
Comedy of Errors.
As some vindication of the ease with which Bucklaw, (who otherwise, as he termed himself, was really a very good-humoured fellow,) resigned his judgment to the management of Lady Ashton, while paying his addresses to her daughter, the reader must call to mind the strict domestic discipline, which, at this period, was exercised over the females of a Scottish family.
The manners of the country in this, as in many other respects, coincided with those
