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in doors。 The passing of the Scottish act of security had given the alarm of England； as it seemed to point at a separation of the two British kingdoms； after the decease of Queen Anne； the reigning sovereign。 Godolphin； then at the head of the English administration； foresaw that there was no other mode of avoiding the probable extremity of a civil war； but by carrying through an incorporating union。 How that treaty was managed； and how little it seemed for some time to promise the beneficial results which have since taken place to such extent； may be learned from the history of the period。 It is enough for our purpose to say； that all Scotland was indignant at the terms on which their legislature had surrendered their national independence。 The general resentment led to the strangest leagues and to the wildest plans。 The Cameronians were about to take arms for the restoration of the house of Stewart； whom they regarded； with justice； as their oppressors； and the intrigues of the period presented the strange picture of papists； prelatists； and presbyterians； caballing among themselves against the English government； out of a common feeling that their country had been treated with injustice。 The fermentation was universal； and； as the population of Scotland had been generally trained to arms； under the act of security； they were not indifferently prepared for war； and waited but the declaration of some of the nobility to break out into open hostility。 It was at this period of public confusion that our story opens。
The cleugh； or wild ravine； into which Hobbie Elliot had followed the game； was already far behind him； and he was considerably advanced on his return homeward； when the night began to close upon him。 This would have been a circumstance of great indifference to the experienced sportsman； who could have walked blindfold over every inch of his native heaths； had it not happened near a spot； which； according to the traditions of the country； was in extremely bad fame； as haunted by supernatural appearances。 To tales of this kind Hobbie had； from his childhood； lent an attentive ear； and as no part of the country afforded such a variety of legends； so no man was more deeply read in their fearful lore than Hobbie of the Heugh…foot； for so our gallant was called； to distinguish him from a round dozen of Elliots who bore the same Christian name。 It cost him no efforts； therefore； to call to memory the terrific incidents connected with the extensive waste upon which he was now entering。 In fact； they presented themselves with a readiness which he felt to be somewhat dismaying。
This dreary common was called Mucklestane…Moor； from a huge column of unhewn granite； which raised its massy head on a knell near the centre of the heath； perhaps to tell of the mighty dead who slept beneath； or to preserve the memory of some bloody skirmish。 The real cause of its existence had； however； passed away； and tradition； which is as frequently an inventor of fiction as a preserver of truth； had supplied its place with a supplementary legend of her own； which now came full upon Hobbie's memory。 The ground about the pillar was strewed； or rather encumbered； with many large fragments of stone of the same consistence with the column； which； from their appearance as they lay scattered on the waste； were popularly called the Grey Geese of Mucklestane…Moor。 The legend accounted for this name and appearance by the catastrophe of a noted and most formidable witch who frequented these hills in former days； causing the ewes to KEB； and the kine to cast their calves； and performing all the feats of mischief ascribed to these evil beings。 On this moor she used to hold her revels with her sister hags； and rings were still pointed out on which no grass nor heath ever grew； the turf being； as it were； calcined by the scorching hoofs of their diabolical partners。
Once upon a time this old hag is said to have crossed the moor； driving before her a flock of geese； which she proposed to sell to advantage at a neighbouring fair；for it is well known that the fiend； however liberal in imparting his powers of doing mischief； ungenerously leaves his allies under the necessity of performing the meanest rustic labours for subsistence。 The day was far advanced； and her chance of obtaining a good price depended on her being first at the market。 But the geese； which had hitherto preceded her in a pretty orderly manner； when they came to this wide common； interspersed with marshes and pools of water； scattered in every direction； to plunge into the element in which they delighted。 Incensed at the obstinacy with which they defied all her efforts to collect them； and not remembering the precise terms of the contract by which the fiend was bound to obey her commands for a certain space； the sorceress exclaimed； 〃Deevil； that neither I nor they ever stir from this spot more！〃 The words were hardly uttered； when； by a metamorphosis as sudden as any in Ovid； the hag and her refractory flock were converted into stone； the angel whom she served； being a strict formalist； grasping eagerly at an opportunity of completing the ruin of her body and soul by a literal obedience to her orders。 It is said； that when she perceived and felt the transformation which was about to take place； she exclaimed to the treacherous fiend； 〃Ah； thou false thief！ lang hast thou promised me a grey gown； and now I am getting ane that will last for ever。〃 The dimensions of the pillar； and of the stones； were often appealed to； as a proof of the superior stature and size of old women and geese in the days of other years； by those praisers of the past who held the comfortable opinion of the gradual degeneracy of mankind。
All particulars of this legend Hobbie called to mind as he passed along the moor。 He also remembered； that； since the catastrophe had taken place； the scene of it had been avoided； at least after night…fall； by all human beings； as being the ordinary resort of kelpies； spunkies； and other demons； once the companions of the witch's diabolical revels； and now continuing to rendezvous upon the same spot； as if still in attendance on their transformed mistress。 Hobbie's natural hardihood； however； manfully combated with these intrusive sensations of awe。 He summoned to his side the brace of large greyhounds； who were the companions of his sports； and who were wont； in his own phrase； to fear neither dog nor devil； he looked at the priming of his piece； and； like the clown in Hallowe'en； whistled up the warlike ditty of Jock of the Side； as a general causes his drums be beat to inspirit the doubtful courage of his soldiers。
In this state of mind； he was very glad to hear a friendly voice shout in his rear； and propose to him a partner on the road。 He slackened his pace； and was quickly joined by a youth well known to him； a gentleman of some fortune in that remote country； and who had been abroad on the same errand with himself。 Young Earnscliff； 〃of that ilk；〃 had lately come of age； and succeeded to a moderate fortune； a good deal dilapidated； from the share his family had taken in the disturbances of the period。 They were much and generally respected in the country； a reputation which this young gentleman seemed likely to sustain； as he was well educated； and of excellent dispositions。
〃Now； Earnscliff；〃 exclaimed Hobbie； 〃I am glad to meet your honour ony gate； and company's blithe on a bare moor like this it's an unco bogilly bitWhere hae ye been sporting？〃
〃Up the Carla Cleugh； Hobbie；〃 answered Earnscliff； returning his greeting。 〃But will our dogs keep the peace； think you？〃
〃Deil a fear o' mine；〃 said Hobbie； 〃they hae scarce a leg to stand on。Odd！ the deer's fled the country； I think！ I have been as far as Inger…fell…foot； and deil a horn has Hobbie seen； excepting three red…wud raes； that never let me within shot of them； though I gaed a mile round to get up the wind to them； an' a'。 Deil o' me wad care muckle； only I wanted some venison to our auld gude…dame。 The carline； she sits in the neuk yonder； upbye； and cracks about the grand shooters and hunters lang syne Odd； I think they hae killed a' the deer in the country； for my part。〃